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So I've been in a funk for the past couple days. not really feeling well, depressed, you know, "funky."
Anyway, My mother called me today to let me know my dog is at the vet again. Obi's having a rough time of it. The vet says he's either got some disease that they can treat with pills, or his liver is failing and he's going to die. Probably the only time you'll hear me wish my dog(or anyone else for that matter) had a disease.
Actaully that last statement isn't true, you could probably hear me wish cancer or any other debilitating, life threatning disease on any number of people during a reagular day. I usually don't actually wish they'd get aids and waste away in horrible suffering with the pnumonia and weight loss and death.
Point is, this news, delivered by my crying mother(who hates the dog by the way) basically ruined my day. I was already feeling weird and depressed, not really news I wanted.
Anyway, My mother called me today to let me know my dog is at the vet again. Obi's having a rough time of it. The vet says he's either got some disease that they can treat with pills, or his liver is failing and he's going to die. Probably the only time you'll hear me wish my dog(or anyone else for that matter) had a disease.
Actaully that last statement isn't true, you could probably hear me wish cancer or any other debilitating, life threatning disease on any number of people during a reagular day. I usually don't actually wish they'd get aids and waste away in horrible suffering with the pnumonia and weight loss and death.
Point is, this news, delivered by my crying mother(who hates the dog by the way) basically ruined my day. I was already feeling weird and depressed, not really news I wanted.