This week was a very bad week for pets at our house. It all started last weekend when one of our cats, Chloe, died of old age/fatness/depression. Later in the week, my brother’s girlfriend’s fish, Gus Gus, bit the dust while she was spending the week at our house.
Then today our dog Misty, whom we’ve had for what seems like forever, got into an accident with the tractor and had to be put to sleep. I think this has been the hardest one since she was such a good little dog. That leaves us with only my little brother’s cat, Callie, remaining. Hopefully our house is not cursed. Just in case, I wouldn’t bring your pet around for a while.
Today’s Steelers game was downright exciting, wasn’t it?
=( You make me almost cry everytime I talk to you…
Quite ironic.
I’ll miss them both.
On the other hand, the 4th quarter of the game was almost too intense.
This is the most depressing post ever.
It’s like reading Where the Red Fern Grows all over again.