Days continued to suck, until they stopped sucking quite so much.
I could go on about more doggie sadness, but suffice to sadly say we lost our two 'babies' within a week of each other. Loki's been gone over a week now - not much hope she'll show up after this long... Then Gunner got into some kind of trouble and died suddenly on Sunday. Molly also got shot in the butt Sunday, but she's fine.
We'd had Loki and Gunner longer than any of the critters... I got Loki while I was still in school and Tiff adopted Gunner right after she graduated... So it was and is tough.
We went to animal control Monday and adopted 'replacements.' They'll never replace Loki and Gunny of course, but at least we still have the right number of feet pitter-pattering. The new kids are much like the ones we lost...another bird dog for Tiff and another beagle for me...
Anyway, enough of that...
miod... Not sure which diary entry was the 'clever' one you mention...but thanks! Never hurts to have someone somewhere think you're smart/clever, at least for a moment... ;)
I'm really just rambling here anyway. By the time I'm looking at a diary entry area, all the wondrous things I come up with when reading other diaries/articles have become crap and it's all I can do to babble.
Hm. Not even babble-ready at the moment. Shucks. Later then.