It has been a wild 14 months...my mom died, husband told me he wanted a divorce a week later, 2 months later I moved out into my own condo with only a part time job, January 22nd of this year we were legally divorced and in March, we found out our Lacy had a huge cancer in her spleen. Our vet and friend, Dr. Adair, came to his (what used to be our house) and we had put Lacy down (this was still in March). 14 years old...she was 4 when I came into her life. She is the only dog I have ever had and was truly my baby. We fed her 3 pieces of 'loney (was always one of her faves) the day she was going to be put down, loved on her and told her how important she has always been to us. We stroked her and loved her as her little eyes shut and when her heart beat it's last beat. I miss her everyday. I will stay part of the team, for her sake, and I hope she knows how much I miss her every day.
The problem with people who have no vices is that generally you can be pretty sure they're going to have some pretty annoying virtues.
What can you say about a society that says that God is dead and Elvis is alive?
Don't accept your dog's admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful.
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