My dog is in the hospital in East Lansing and I don't know if she's going to be okay and it's Saturday and I've come into the office and I'm the only one here and I'm going to eat something cuz I have food here and I am glad it's still the same old office today and the chorus is at Motor City Pride and I wasn't going to go anyway and it's rainy and I'm cold and I don't know if my dog is going to be okay and it feels like at least this morning there was more in the vet news to support hope. It's weird without my dog around. Everything is different. I love her. I'm doing what I can and I'm powerless over what I'm powerless over and that stinks and it's how it is. And I'm not subjecting myself to those who would shoo feelings away, nor shooing them myself. No shoo. Stay. Good girl.
It's times like these, said the wise woman, we realize how much love costs.