Man, rough days. Hugs to those who need them.
Thoughts for Jilli and Pete, and for Fred Pete.
Jilli, I'm dreadfully sorry for you, and even moreso for Pete. You guys did absolutely everything you could for Tzepesh, including letting him go when his life was more burden than his little body could support any longer. It always hurts us, even when it's the best thing for them. All my wishes for comfort and ease, for both of you.
Bev said everything beautifully.
My heart is breaking for Pete. It hurts so much to let a beloved pet go and I saw how close they were.
I am sorry, Jilli.
Fred, you are the most caring and supportive pet owner I know. I am sorry for your loss.
So much awful news today. I'm sorry guys (Gud, Pete and Jilli, Fred Pete).
Why did I wait until 5pm to go to the clinic? Am stupid. Why is this kid running around making crashing noises and pretending to trip so he can crash into everything? Apparently it's fun because he's laughing his head off. I want to go home but it's taken a week to get my sick ass here so I better not leave now! Somewhere inside me, deep inside, is an adult.
I'm making the mom-face at you Zen. Stay and talk to the docs. (says the person who can think up a million reasons to put off going to the doc.) I am glad to see your pixels today.
The kid running around making crashing noises is doing it because he's as bored as you are. Also, he's probably five.
Zen, I'm glad you went. Stay!!!!
Today I stayed in my pjs until 5 pm, but I did: finally clear up the issue with my license plate renewal and reregister; call a friend who's moving next week and offer to help; and, um, I swear a couple of other things. And clear off the DVR, very important. And now I'm showered and dressed and soon I will eat, and then I think I'll get on that resume thing.
And clear off the DVR, very important.
Impresses the hell outta me.