Hey! Haven't updated in a while. Not that my life has been quiet, just that I forget to do this. I mostly just read my friends page even if I don't comment.
Two events:
My dog Cutiepie lost a good amount of weight before we figured out that he'd eaten a towel that had wrapped around his intestines. We suspected that was it because he'll eat anything, and there had been little pieces of ripped up purple towel outside the week before. We had to get a referral to the Gulf Coast Veterinary Hospital (President Bush (yuck!) brings his dog there), so as you can expect it was insanely expensive. It was worth it though. He came back three days later like that last week hadn't happened. He's 11 years old now, but still acts like a puppy. My other dog, Pimpom, was pretty lonely as they had grown up together -- from the same litter.
The other happening isn't as big but after being away for a while, I've gotten back into
CreepyPasta! I stopped reading it last year because I spook easily, but I decided to try it again earlier this month. Now I'm having trouble sleeping. Closets creep me out and the dark gives me the willies. I'm too old to be this affected. I should really stop, but I can't. It kind of reminds me when I use to read
Scary stories to tell in the dark. Too old to read them, but they still freaked me out. Especially the pictures: