Apr. 1st, 2010

erkhyan: My fursona (Default)
Back from the vet's once again. It doesn't bode well that, on seeing Blotchie's state, the vet offered to just stop bothering with treatment. Well, yeah, pup's been steadily weakening those last two days despite our efforts and the massive doses of medicine he's been injected with, but giving up now would really make us all feel like poo. Not to mention that would make two puppies and a dog we've lost to illness in less than six months. NOT. HAPPENING. DAMMIT. *crosses fingers*

Also, more ruckus downtown. A car was burnt, over three dozen people were arrested... mostly mere bystanders, including a friggin' whole family with kids. What's wrong with them paranoid soldiers?
erkhyan: My fursona (Default)
I just found Blotchie downstairs. He had just pooed a pool of blood and vomited everything he had managed to swallow today.

Damn, that's like the ultimate sign to start giving up all hope.

I feel miserable.

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