So, as bad as yesterday was, today was about 1000 times worse.  I feel like I could really use a good cry, but I’m afraid once I start, I won’t be able to stop.

At this point there’s nothing left to jinx, because the worst has pretty much already been said.

The biopsy isn’t back yet, but my dog has cancer.

It’s bad.


There it is.

I’m going to go cling to my cat for a while, now.