Sunday, January 2, 2011

Please come back, Butch


My dog is missing. This is a hell of a way to ring in the New Year. The biggest fear, and probably most likely scenario, is that he has crawled off somewhere and quietly passed away. He's a big, 14-year old dog who's been battling cancer for over a year. I looked for him last night, but haven't gone out yet this morning. I almost don't want to be the one to find him if he's not alive anymore.


Shit.

1 comment:

  1. Hey laura! I hope you find your dog, and I really hope you do (this isnt some cute little "oh don't worry comment") I had the same situation earlier this year, btu with a hell of a cat, unfortenatly it didnt turn out for the better. So karma better be on your side.

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