Sunday Morning Subtle But Obvious Organized Self Abuse Swim Club

I have a lot of memories, I seem to not be able to shut up the monkey mind, I over analyze. I now get to do all that while learning to type.

Monday, October 22, 2007

My sister’s dog died yesterday as well.
Not a good month to be a pet in my family.....

Labels: Death, Dogs

At 10/22/2007 10:41 AM, Watson Woodworth said...: But I think she saw that one coming.
Still it is very sad.
At 10/23/2007 8:25 AM, Stella Magdalen said...: The brother says not only are his cats, The B's, fine, but their father, the wandering Queeg has started coming back around again.
At 10/23/2007 2:54 PM, Watson Woodworth said...: That's a good thing.
I haven't kept in touch with the three people who have the boys four bros.
Litter of six, all boys.
At 10/23/2007 4:19 PM, Stella Magdalen said...: They sent the other four to the pet store in their neighborhood, where apparently they were picked up quick, fast and in a a hurry. No surprise, they were beautiful.
I miss my NaansterMonster.
At 10/25/2007 12:09 PM, Watson Woodworth said...: And he looked so much like my moosey.
I have walked two blue guys down the last mile.
I'm thinking of a grey kitty moratorium.
At 10/26/2007 8:45 AM, Stella Magdalen said...: I am torn, there was an adorable grey teeny tiny at the Humane Society.....

My theory is to talk to a behavioralist and try to determine if it would benefit the Little ghee to have a playmate. If the weight of evidence were to indicate better mental health with such I would possibly do it again.
Otherwise I think I'm done.