To make things allll better...
K, so I am dealin with this whole death thing right. Annie is slowing getting worse. She can't swallow very well now so we can't give her pills. She can't eat or drink. So now it's just a matter of time. Stress and emotions are flying throughout the house. Just when you think it can't get any worse, it does. I was petting my cousins doberman pinscher. Beautiful, big headed, dumb dobie named Bishop. I have worked for a vet clinic for 6 years and never even got close to getting bit by a dog. I even handled some asshole dogs too. And I was petting Bishop on the butt while his face was near mine and I said "OOOh you like that" in one of those deep voices and boy did he not like it cuz he proceeded to bite me in my freakin face. Yap, my face. I have a slit on my cheek about 3/4 inch in length. He somehow managed to get a tooth inside my upper lip and make a puncture wound. And he sliced the crease of my nostril open. Soooo on top of everything I need a trip to the freakin ER. I didn't have to wait too long. The doctor gave me a tetanus shot so don't touch my left shoulder. He put epinephrine on my cheek and nose to try and make it stop bleeding. Then he used the fancy super glue stuff to hold my cheek and nostril together. Hopefully it will hold and I won't have to go get stitches. I took a picture with a cell phone so hopefully I will be able to display its glory. Man, I am pissed...hopefully it won't scar too bad. Although I guess scars add character. Please continue to pray for Ann's family and comfort.