River ,'Objects In Space'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I started listing all the times my kids fell out of bed as babies, or were walked into walls holding my hand as toddlers, but frankly, there's too many to count. So far, both are reading 2+ grade levels above their age, with equivalent vocabulary and rhetorical talents to boot. (It's honestly a little intimidating having 2 kids that much smarter than me. Maybe I should have dropped them more often to even the playing field.)
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As if we weren't broken enough. My poor DH is just a big sobbing mess because he ran over our adopted old blind cat. He didn't see her (obviously) and he is just so upset. All the sadness is just too much. My heart breaks for him, and poor Penny who at least had a few months of care and love.
Oh, Laura, how terrible. Your poor DH.
Laura, that's so sad. Poor DH.
Oh, God, Laura, that is so awful. I'm so sorry.
He is in the backyard digging a grave now. The physical exertion part is good for him. Trying to make him (and me) feel better by remembering that she was seriously old and close to that day. She has been hardly touching her food and pretty much just slept all day. Zoe didn't even mess with her except to sneak a butt sniff while Penny was snoozing. I'm still glad she had love and care after being abandoned by my neighbor.
How heartbreaking! Poor DH! Poor Penny, too. It was an accident, but the love and care she had in her last months was not an accident. I hope Brandon can forgive himself soon (and realize that if he were a bad pet guardian, he would not feel so rotten about it).
I'm so sorry, Laura. How awful for your DH.
Oh Laura, I'm so sorry!
When we were kids my dad ran over a puppy in our driveway. Poor man had 4 wailing kids on top of his own distress. Sucks!
DH is trying to convince himself that maybe it was better than her getting caught by a gator or owl or something since we live across from a lake where stuff like that happens. I'm glad that he had taken some time with her first thing this morning in his lap in the la-z-boy before letting her outside. Now we have to tell the boys. Bobby will shrug his shoulders in a shit happens fashion, but his older brother will break as hard as his dad. Ugh.
Thank you for the love and support. I had to get it out somewhere.