Anyway I also brought her ashes home last week and Flannery immediately started batting the urn around like a toy. So…she remains very much herself
The computer lost the mandate of heaven when the humble, helpful "program" was replaced with the insidious "app"
When I sat down to make the list of meds that could potentially be donated & contacted the relevant orgs, I soberly wrote out the doses and quantities and then looked over at the scattered pile on the couch and lost it. It was like...maybe six bottles, but I hadn't realized it was even that many.
I mailed an unused, unopened inhaler to an organization that takes donated, human-grade meds; I took a small shopping bag of other pet-specific medications to PAW Team this morning. Tonight after work I found another inhaler, but it's expired, so it needs to be taken to a pharmacy drop box