It's another. One of our four cats died last night, and I had the misfortune of discovering him this morning as I was heading out to work (nasty death too). Very hard, as he was pretty much my favorite. I have other cats to comfort me, but no more Big Benn. Sigh.
Got a great workout scooping my car out of the driveway yesterday, as I got stuck while trying to maneuver out. No, we haven't gotten snow recently, but we've got a spot where the stuff is constantly building up the moment we dig it out, so we usually just plow our cars through it. Didn't work yesterday. So, my muscles were a bit sore today, a good sore.
And of course it's 11 p.m. and my day's gone to pot. Eh. I'm going to bed.
2 comments:
Im so sorry to hear about your cat. I lost my dog a few years ago, and it was one of the hardest things Ive gone through. Your in my thoughts. HUGS!
Sorry to hear about the cat - I'm with Melissa, I still remember losing my dog - it was almost 15 years ago, and I still remember how much that stung. Hang in there.
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