Sep 03, 2008 21:01
Thanks to everyone who commented or texted (how do you pronounce that anyway?) me about Kesha. I'm still struggling a bit over it. Every once in a while it hits. I wake up in the morning and realize I don't have to let her out. I hop in the car and realize she'll no longer be looking at me from the back seat. I open the refrigerator and wonder what I'll do with all the hot dogs.
What's been the strangest is the cat, Virginia, has been totally out-of-it for the last several days. She's been even more lethargic than normal. The first couple days she'd run to the door if she heard something in the back yard. Now she just lays there most of the time. I didn't think she'd take it that hard. But I think Virginia is also still in mourning.
family,
death