My parents put down my dog Patches this weekend. She was a thirteen year old treeing walker coon hound. In a way it is a little of a relief. She was all old and lumpy the way dogs and rats get in old age and was having streches of bad days where she wouldn't eat or would be sick all week. I just expected her to make it another six months or so
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i think i can relate to the crappy winter, i believe i suffer a bit from the seasonal depression also. I'm not really sure what's on your plate but for me I always just feel so blah in the winter. Maybe being a fire dragon has something to do with that, i dunno >>;
*hugs* I hope you feel better, Jessi
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I'm also sorry that your winter is turning out lame. If you ever want an ear to chew on you can have one of mine seeing as how the good graces have favored me with a spare. It has been terribly cold lately, and we ought to go warm things up in whatever way seems fit. If you're feeling up to it, I have some free time on Thursday before six. I know Friday is your crap day, but my schedule is pretty clear then too. Either way, finals are almost over and I will, come hell or high water, track you down. :3
Seriously though, you know all of us big, dumb furries love you, and we're willing to share whatever we got. Here's to hoping things start looking up. <3
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I hope patches' next life is a wonderful one.
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