Last night watching Bagheera playing and being all cute and funny. Made me very very sad. I kept thinking that I wont have him much longer. The vets are saying he has 2 months tops. Right now he looks and acts so healthy. Its so hard to believe in reality he is dieing.
So that got me really upset. I started thinking about when I had to put my dog to sleep earlier this year. So I really started bawling. Then I realized my life is a total mess right now. Eveything that could go wrong has gone wrong.
So I called my mom up at 3 in the morning crying like a baby. She just told me I needed to calm down and go to bed.
So I called John. He was awake anyways and really bored. So he listened to me rant for about 30 minutes about how everything that could possibly gone wrong has. And was very sweet about it and then he just started talking and talking and talking. I ended up falling alseep talking on the phone with him.
This morning I woke up with a runny nose and a sore throat and fever. The kid I watch is also sick with the same thing. So I'm feeling just rotten. I cant stop thinking about the fact that I wont have Bagheera for 15+ years like I thought I would. He looks so healthy and is growing so big. But he's DIEING!
It really just hit me last night that he really really is not going to make it. I dont even know what made me think of that. He wasnt acting sick or anything. He was just playing and bouncing around.
Yet another vent from the crazy pregnant girl. My life is a big horrible mess.
So that got me really upset. I started thinking about when I had to put my dog to sleep earlier this year. So I really started bawling. Then I realized my life is a total mess right now. Eveything that could go wrong has gone wrong.
So I called my mom up at 3 in the morning crying like a baby. She just told me I needed to calm down and go to bed.
So I called John. He was awake anyways and really bored. So he listened to me rant for about 30 minutes about how everything that could possibly gone wrong has. And was very sweet about it and then he just started talking and talking and talking. I ended up falling alseep talking on the phone with him.
This morning I woke up with a runny nose and a sore throat and fever. The kid I watch is also sick with the same thing. So I'm feeling just rotten. I cant stop thinking about the fact that I wont have Bagheera for 15+ years like I thought I would. He looks so healthy and is growing so big. But he's DIEING!
Yet another vent from the crazy pregnant girl. My life is a big horrible mess.