giada’s voice…
…annoys me. seriously.
i’m not ignoring you dear readers. i’m not ignoring the blog. there’ s so much going on - and at the same time so much of nothing. i have a lot to say and tell, but none of it is pressing. so why bother when alton brown is on - and there’s coffee to be had?
and certainly don’t disregard me.
i sleep with little dog’s blankie on my bed - something he didn’t do.
i have slept for hours today and need more sleep.
please don’t hate me.
…died. alone. on 22 january. i was in the bedroom when he died. i was with him during the process - then spend hours alone with him just crying. i’m crying now. now was not a good time for him to die, but he was going to be 17, and that’s too long for a little dog to live. even my vet says so. by the end, he was using the living room as his potty and poopie spot. all he wanted. all he wants. whatever…i do hope that he’s doing what d says he’s doing - jumping in puddles bigger than he could find in wr - and i do hope that he is waiting for me. i really do hope.
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