Literally. So much goin' on.. the work thing, after a 3 year estrangement, connecting with "the son of my heart" and seein' pics of the baby kicking *grin*. It's like the years are gone... but they are SO far away.
But on Thursday I have to put Gizzy to sleep. There's a lot wrong with him and mostly he's just old - almost 15. I have to, his liver is failing, he can't see or hear very well and I can't force him to endure another winter. I know it's time and it's a mercy. But it hurts. A lot.
I may need another cocktail. And yes, i realize i have to work tomorrow. That's what two alarm clocks and a pinkie swear of someone to call your phone can do for you. Amen.