It might be the same thing it was before (we've taken her to the vet twice for bloody sneezing -- one in September, and once in February -- and the diagnosis was the same each time: allergic rhinitis causing an irritation, which was treated with a shot of steroid and a shot of antibiotic, which fixed it right up). So it might be treated the same way, and be fine. Except the throwing up worries me.
And dang, I am SO tired.
When your county white boss friends the Baltimore city police page in all of this, yeah, um. Time to cull your lists.
I'm just waiting for one of my stupid relatives to wonder why I'm posting so much about Baltimore, but it's one of my favorite characters...I don't want bad things to happen to it.
Wishing I could be like Xander and heal it with the power of my love.
End of the world, where else would I wanna be?
Although Simon used to say he thought the end of the world would sound like an exhausted police dispatcher asking for a 10-20 on that mushroom cloud, but it was still the 80s when he wrote that.
Your boss is...kind of an asshole, sara.
Yeah, starting with unfollow. Because maybe if I do share enough, I'll educate. But I'm moderated on fb.
By the way, although I agree with the sentiment, that was a quote.Jimmy McNulty and Bunk, for some reason I don't remember, have to go to some small town that Jimmy considers in kind of the shitkicker hinterlands, so to make the locals comfortable, he acts like a mega-racist. Only of course, the guy they're there to see has a black wife and thinks Jimmy is the WORST, ever. He takes Bunk aside and says "Your partner is kind of asshole."
Bunk agrees, though mostly not for that reason.
Not trying to be. Just blind. I hope.
Uhg, going to be exhausting for a while. I just sent a plea to city Y to be open (not just selfish) because school is canceled tomorrow and we need MORE community places, not less. I've offered my spare to friends who've offered to host their school kids' friends' family but don't have enough room (''''s) in case it gets too intense where they are.
Manicure is good,smoke in the air, copters passing by occasionally.
Grown ups showed up, late. The rage is justified, the self immolation is futile. And I can talk, I'm privilege.
Dammmit, Jilli, I wish I'd known you were in KS. I could have returned your corset and given you some MAC eye powder. And brought you a delicious cupcake and hugged you.
I"m sorry sarameg.
And Steph, I feel for you and Tim right now. And your good kitty. It's just so hard.
Our kitty is still hanging in there somehow. I got her to drink down some tuna water, so that's kind of like eating. Vet is giving her something tomorrow. Fingers crossed that it works and our kooky, blind cat with dementia gets to live a little longer.