Friday

Bear and Bug went to the library yesterday and then Bear dropped off the rest of his applications before coming home to beat the afternoon storms.

Going to try and go to the grocery store this morning.

Gabby was vomiting up stuff this morning, Sharky said it was grass, etc. Poor thing.

Cosmo is driving me batshit. He won't eat his food (ok, he does but just enough so he's not starving) and bitches constantly. Threw the old food away and gave him fresh food, he went thru the garbage after the old stuff. He's eating dog food and tore into the garbage in the kitchen last night. I don't know what to do...

C sent me an email the other day telling me that Sampson, her dog of 16 years, died. I tried to call yesterday but J told me she was at the store. Turns out Sampson died in his sleep. Poor guy, C is all distraught blaming herself because she left him outside for 2 hours (in the shade, with water) when he died. It was obviously old age, and not heat, but grief overrules common sense at times...

Only those who attempt the absurd will achieve the impossible.
I think it's in my basement... let me go upstairs and check.
- M. C. Escher (June 18, 1898 - March 27, 1972)