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One of the good things about my job is I get to bring my little dog Thumbelina into work a lot. This afternoon she gave me quite a scare, though! There was a bowl of hard candies on the table, and I promise, I must have only looked away for a second. The next thing I remember is Thumbelina running into a corner of the room frantically making strange "whispery" type noises. I ran over to her, but she kept shrinking away from me. There was obviously something wrong, so I rushed her to the emergency vet. It turns out, she had swallowed a candy jawbreaker whole and choked. Poor baby! I took the rest of the day off to be with her. Although, I know it's not my fault, I just feel so awful! I ordered her a new little doggy tee out of guilt.
Colton stopped by this evening with some wine and Chinese. He's going out of town early tomorrow morning, so were supposed to got out to eat and have a romantic dinner. Because of what had happened to Thumbelina earlier, I chose to stay home instead. Colton seemed slightly annoyed by this, and he didn't stay the night. I'm kind of hurt by his childish behavior, but maybe he just has a lot on his mind. I'm going to try to give him the benefit of the doubt.
On a different note... _simoncowell_ created a journal, but still hasn't written anything in it. Perhaps he's illiterate?
Colton stopped by this evening with some wine and Chinese. He's going out of town early tomorrow morning, so were supposed to got out to eat and have a romantic dinner. Because of what had happened to Thumbelina earlier, I chose to stay home instead. Colton seemed slightly annoyed by this, and he didn't stay the night. I'm kind of hurt by his childish behavior, but maybe he just has a lot on his mind. I'm going to try to give him the benefit of the doubt.
On a different note... _simoncowell_ created a journal, but still hasn't written anything in it. Perhaps he's illiterate?