i'm pretty sure it's one of my worst nightmares to be petsitting and have a dying dog on my hands. welcome to the suck.
luckily i was able to call out of work to take stella to the vet (though i'm pretty sure i scared the hell out of otha when he got on the phone to me sobbing and having a huge breakdown), and they said she's okay medically, but that she's super old and her time has been coming for a while.
UGH = $200 vet bill that i felt obligated to pay because i'm a freak for flipping out like that and don't wanna make the owners pay a shit ton just because i had no idea what to do other than take stella to an emergency vet clinic.
i also dropped my laptop on top on my face last night. battle scar? yes.
thus, this is my depressed post of the day. needless to say, i drove to the gas station and bought myself 5 packs of candy/chips. shit.
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