I'm pretty sure my cats haven't forgiven me for being away three weeks in March. I've had my side of the bed, my pillow, and my blanket puked on in the last week, all separate occurrences.
Which license plate should I get? Animal Friend (spay and neuter), Save our Seas, or Florida Everglades? All three causes are close to my heart and nice plates so I can't decide!
Friends who use store bought neurotransmitters (antidepressants), are they prescribed by your gp or a psychologist? I think I finally need to accept that I need some assistance for my mental health.
Awesome. Twelve days in Maine with one to go and literally never a moment alone. I say "I'm ready to go home" one fucking time and now I'm the bad guy.