Have I mentioned that I hate packing and moving? We're supposed to leave in just a few hours, almost nothing is packed and I have the headache from hell....gah.
So my manager from the portrait studio just called me...I'll be working 40 hours next week (I don't ever do more than 28) which is great..but I'll be spending the first three days in a giant Shrek mascot costume....yup...dressed as Shrek, running around a grocery store. I am awesomeness incarnate
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Yesterday morning I was awakened (awoke?) by a bloodcurdling scream from downstairs where I thought my sister was being brutally murdered. So I run to the top of the stairs and she is screaming and pointing "SQUIRREL!" and there was a squirrel panicking and running all over our dining room...it was weird. He eventually dove under the couch (
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So today the flower shop delivers a single yellow rose addressed to Dad. He wasn't home but mom opened up the card and it said "thinking of you" from the Brockville animal Hospital and the flower shop. Mom almost cried, then I almost cried, then Tarah almost cried. But really, how sweet is that that the Vet's would send us a flower because they
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He's gone. It was so sad. I've randomly been crying all day, and then I think, this is dumb, he was just a dog, then I think, no it's totaly justified he was a member of my family for 14 years and it's sad and weird that he's gone
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I think we're going to have to put my dog down. He's super old and covered in lumps and keeps having weird seizures. It's ridiculously sad, and I wish he would just die naturally because the thought of being directly responsible for his death makes me cry. Poor puppy....