August 22nd, 2005

dorcas is my muse.

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Peekaboo died.  I found him this morning.  He hadn't been doing all that well, so this wasn't much of a surprise. When I came home on Saturday morning, I found that he hadn't been eating.  Carrots and peanuts littered his cage, and he LOVED carrots.  He drank a little bit but he looked very lethargic.  By Sunday morning I was very worried, and Scott and I brought him by the vet's office.  I knew there wasn't much we could do for him, I just wanted him to be comfortable and without pain.  But the small animal specialist wouldn't be in until today, and unless I could take time off of work (very unlikely), I wouldn't be able to bring him in for a while.  Scott offered to bring him in today to get him looked at, but when we came by this morning, we found he had already passed away. I hated seeing the poor little one in pain.  Yes, he was antisocial and bit people, but he was my baby and I loved him.  Something along the lines of the phrase "a face only a mother could love" comes to mind.  Well, at least he isn't suffering anymore.
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The excited part is that I will be getting my computer back super soon.  Either today or tomorrow, or Wednesday if they try to deliver it on Tuesday and no one is there to sign for it.  I don't think they reformatted my computer, which means I have to, and I really should.  I'm going to need help figuring out what to take off the hard drive and reinstalling stuff.  Bleh.  But at least I
will have it back.
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