i don't like the nature of the beast
i had an ok day with all the soccer stuff....and then i got home. one of our ducks (which also happened to be my favorite black runner) drowned in the duck pool today. so i burried it, made a nice grave and everything. i was really really sad. and then my brillian jack-ass dog decided to dig up the grave. he would have eaten the duck if i hadn't caught him. i'm too emotional for these sorts of things. breakdown! i know its the nature of a dog to want to eat a duck. but....i don't even know what...pretty much when i saw the duck all dragged out of the grave and covered in red dirt-i lost it.