I don’t know if this is a little bit too personal but I don’t really care; About a month ago my cat disappeared, we soon found out that he had crawled up under my parents house and died. Buddy was my cat, and to have him do that upset me, he was probably the only guy to ever give me unconditional love. Then a week later my parents decided to put down a dog that was about 13 years old. Kryten was an amazing dog, very undemanding, the first pedigree that my parents owned and my mother even got to watch him be born. 

This week my Auntie Ching dies on Sunday. I didn’t really know her as well as my mother but she was really the rock that held that side of the family together. Then Friday morning my dog Camille dies. Now Camille was my dog out of the five at my parent’s. She slept with me some nights, she cuddled with me when I was down. She was just a pretty awesome dog that knew how to please herself.

I just think right now I need a very big hug…