Sorcha
So, Sorcha has cancer. The bad kind. It doesn't look like she has much longer before we have to put her to sleep. Mom and Amy are both taking it really hard, and I've been surprised to find that I am too. Sassy old bitch or not, she's always been part of the family. I don't know. I want to talk to someone about it, but the only person I know who really understands how we feel about that damn animal is Candice, and we're not exactly talking at the moment. So, yeah, probably not so much. I don't know what to do. Poor Sorcha. I told her she shouldn't smoke so much.