Dogs and the end of all beings.
There is a brilliantly green and blue lizard peeking out at me from behind the moniter, he appears to be holding onto a candy cane. I am fond of him.
Took Luke to the vet today. He is loosing his hair rapidly and gaining about a thousand pinprick scabs a day. Not mites, I sleep with him and would have them, not Scabies, they would also spread to me. He is having bloodwork done which they took from the jugular!He has two possibilities now. One is his thyroid gland, it may be failing which means he will have to be put on medication for the rest of his little life. The second is his body may be producing far too much testosteron, he will need to be snipped if that is the case. Either way it sucks to be a little dog tonight. We shall know by tomorrow, I shall give you an update then.
I have a bed now, a real bed! I have been sleeping on the top bunk portion of a bunkbed for the past eleven years. I cannot tell you how good it felt to rip that fucker to shreds. It was fun having a hobo's bed, yes. Its just so much easier to sleep in a "real persons" bed. I have matching sheets and comfoters and such for my fathers and mothers houses.
And finally, a story for you all. Im not sure who wrote it, it wasnt me though.
Just as was written in the black books of dread
The end of the world came in green and then red
The stars in their sockets, their secrets unfurled
Loosed an alien howl from the womb of the world
Attractive young couples all laugh as they skate
While under the rink seeds of horror gestate
Everything seemed to be going so nice
'Til the end of all beings punched right through the ice
A roar beyond sanity pealed through the air
As grey waves of madness washed over the square
Great Lord Cthulhu munched needle and stem
Chewed benches,ate bulidings,Crunched women and men
Children were nestled all snug in their beds
When raising the roof came a clammy green head
Young timmy is actually happy, you see,
The monster he wanted is under the tree!
-Ardor-
Took Luke to the vet today. He is loosing his hair rapidly and gaining about a thousand pinprick scabs a day. Not mites, I sleep with him and would have them, not Scabies, they would also spread to me. He is having bloodwork done which they took from the jugular!He has two possibilities now. One is his thyroid gland, it may be failing which means he will have to be put on medication for the rest of his little life. The second is his body may be producing far too much testosteron, he will need to be snipped if that is the case. Either way it sucks to be a little dog tonight. We shall know by tomorrow, I shall give you an update then.
I have a bed now, a real bed! I have been sleeping on the top bunk portion of a bunkbed for the past eleven years. I cannot tell you how good it felt to rip that fucker to shreds. It was fun having a hobo's bed, yes. Its just so much easier to sleep in a "real persons" bed. I have matching sheets and comfoters and such for my fathers and mothers houses.
And finally, a story for you all. Im not sure who wrote it, it wasnt me though.
Just as was written in the black books of dread
The end of the world came in green and then red
The stars in their sockets, their secrets unfurled
Loosed an alien howl from the womb of the world
Attractive young couples all laugh as they skate
While under the rink seeds of horror gestate
Everything seemed to be going so nice
'Til the end of all beings punched right through the ice
A roar beyond sanity pealed through the air
As grey waves of madness washed over the square
Great Lord Cthulhu munched needle and stem
Chewed benches,ate bulidings,Crunched women and men
Children were nestled all snug in their beds
When raising the roof came a clammy green head
Young timmy is actually happy, you see,
The monster he wanted is under the tree!
-Ardor-