Sorry I’ve been AWOL, but I’m not really feeling the funny right now. Luci ran under my foot on Sunday and got stepped on… she died in the car on the way to the animal emergency hospital. The vet said nothing was broken or bleeding… but she was anemic and couldn’t take the shock. Needless to say, I’m a wreck. Today is the first day I’ve even really gotten out of bed… Chuckweasel’s been feeding me muscle relaxants like they were Tic Tacs and keeping my whiskey cup full so I don’t go completely off the deep end.
Hopefully I can get back to normal at the beach next week, right now I’m just so heartsick I can barely move.
Love you guys,