Well...tomorrow is the day I send Abby over to Rainbow Bridge. I hav e been putting it off for too long now. She can no longer hold her bladder, she has that double eyelid thing going on, and she rarely wants snuggle time any more. She just sleeps all day and at night, she goes out on her own, but goes next door to sleep under the cars in the water department lot. She's just not having any fun and I have been selfish with not wanting to do this again. I thought Karma would be the last but nope. Now I get to send Abby too. Sigh.
Gosh, Gracie, it just never gets easier, does it? I buried my Roxie today. She died two days ago but I haven't had the time to do her justice. She was a wonderful guardian for her goats. She allowed the little kids to use her for a playground, allowed the moms to push her around and steal her food, if I let them at all. She served 12 years and it was undoubtedly her time and she passed quickly. I buried her under the floor of the new barn. Her spirit will continue to protect many future generations of goats. Needless to say, I am so sorry for your loss.
Sorry to hear of yours as well.
How are things with you? Is the partner gone for good? Are things being more peaceful for you now? I need to catch up I guess. Been hanging out at twitter lately but it depresses me so I guess I am a glutton for punishment.
Partner seem unable to comprehend English language but at least he is keeping his distance. If he doesn't get his shit together and fix that backhoe, he will be kicked out so fast his head will fall off. Having my brothers here did help me overcome my depression and gave me a better perspective on how to deal with things. I managed to rig a shower and laundry and that improves things a lot. I also got three dump runs done. That's a lot of trash and debris. We were also permitted to burn a lot of the "slash" that was accumulating around my house. Things have improved but it was tough to lose Roxie, as you may understand. How are things going for you?
Sucky. I don't know how I am supposed to care for a 6'2 240lb man but its going to come to that. And helpless? He can't/won't even put eye drops in his eyes. Says he can't. More like won't. Big baby.
Hot here. triple digits again. Skeeters. Homeless riffraff getting braver and wandering around in my back yard when the mood suits them. Noisy neighborhood with rap music blasting when its nice enough outside to have a smoke. Tried to quit...failed. Losing Abby, the AC going out, and the non stop every night fireworks STILL going on is driving me bonkers. So..yeah. Life sucks at the moment, lol.