So tomorrow is the one year anniversary for the death of Nami you would think that would be the only heartbreaking event for the weekend sadly that is not the case tonight I made a choice that will forever haunt me and I put Sir Pooper one of my other ferrets down because of many reasons that I won’t go into on here. I just want to forget about this weekend and my existence.
I feel like I failed him. I feel like I killed my ferret. I watched him in the vets office barely able to stand. His eyes completely empty with no life visible. Why does the right choice feel like I betrayed him?
Well on my other profile I mentioned a shoulder injury that is work related well due to that injury I have been moved to a completely different department at work which means yes lots of training. I am being trained to replace a floor team leader. I will say this it’s a lot to take in a memorize so that’s means it’s time for a new handy dandy notebook.
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