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some_stars) wrote2011-01-20 10:06 am
some_stars) wrote2011-01-20 10:06 am
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I took the cat to the vet this morning and we decided it was time to put her to sleep. Now I am skipping class and plan to spend the entire rest of today watching Glee/Golden Globes-related interviews and clips on youtube, at which I have already made a good head start.
(It's kind of outrageously expensive to kill your cat, by the way. Like, I think it was about $270? I haven't looked at the itemized bill yet, but even with the drugs and the vet's time and the disposal I can't imagine where that all comes from. Possibly it was $170 and I misheard, IDK.)
There are little bits of her all over the house, like her bed or the spray bottle we keep in the kitchen because she was insanely aggressive about poultry. A few minutes ago I teared up over a decade-old pee stain.
--oh holy crap, second-favorite webcomic, today? Really?
(It's kind of outrageously expensive to kill your cat, by the way. Like, I think it was about $270? I haven't looked at the itemized bill yet, but even with the drugs and the vet's time and the disposal I can't imagine where that all comes from. Possibly it was $170 and I misheard, IDK.)
There are little bits of her all over the house, like her bed or the spray bottle we keep in the kitchen because she was insanely aggressive about poultry. A few minutes ago I teared up over a decade-old pee stain.
--oh holy crap, second-favorite webcomic, today? Really?