Jan 21, 2009 15:49
My dog Chloe, who was 13 years old was put down on Saturday afternoon.
My mom didn't tell me. I had to find out by going there.
She is really taking it hard.
I'm not as bad because she was really really sick. The last time I saw Chloe, I knew it would be the last. I kissed her and told her how much I loved her, and how great a dog she was.
I guess that's all i can ask for.
In other news- Brendan posted pics from his trip. They made me jealous.
I miss him a lot sometimes, and other times I just get so completely angry with him, and it's like a confirmation that I made the right choice in ending things.
the work hunt is weighing on me.
right now i am putting new karaoke songs in my book. i'm excited about it