Oh, Lisa, I'm sorry!
I met Swifty, right? He was a sweetie.
Welcome back, ita. Well played.
this.
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Oh, Lisa, I'm sorry!
I met Swifty, right? He was a sweetie.
Welcome back, ita. Well played.
this.
{{{Lisa}}}
I'm so sorry.
Oh lisah, I'm so sorry. Losing a beloved pet is always tough.
Huh. How do you feel about that?
I don't. I mean, I think I'm supposed to feel something but it's more like, huh. A sister who was born in June 2008 named Graeme.
Yes, you met him. He probably ran to the door to say hi when you came in. He was a really social guy.
I'm sorry about Swifty, lisah.
Thanks, you guys.
I mean, I think I'm supposed to feel something but it's more like, huh.
I'd think that must be a pretty common reaction.
I don't. I mean, I think I'm supposed to feel something but it's more like, huh. A sister who was born in June 2008 named Graeme.
I have half siblings without the donor factor and huh is about where I sit.
Oh, lisah, I'm so sorry for you and Bob and Uncle Bud. I'm inordinately glad he was all himself-acting the past 24 hours. I'm sorry you guys had to go through that. Swifty was a love.
If Uncle Bud seems to be pining after a while, I do have a source for a kitty that might need a home who is a total love and isn't even upset that he's currently living with a psycho cat who hates him.
I'm inordinately glad he was all himself-acting the past 24 hours.
Yeah, me too. Back a few months ago when he had his first seizures (that we, well Bob, witnessed) and he was at the vet and Dr. Berry was thinking he might not recover at all, I couldn't wrap my mind around possibly having to put him to sleep because he had been acting like he has his whole life. And then he recovered and continued to have his regular personality.
Uncle Bud is currently laying up against my leg and hugging my foot.
I'm glad you had that. I still don't know if that would have been better with MK, I just know my path. I think it ends up hurting the same. Hug Uncle Bud.