via Facebook... Gah. New project: Take Misha's temp after seizure to see if her brain has fried. I spend much more time than is comfortable dealing with my dog's rectum. Just saying. I hasn't. Consistent 101s. Time for my meds now. I can't figure out if the "eeeeeeeeeeeee" is part of the seizure or her being disorientated and medicated. Nails, chalkboard. And my bed is covered in drool. Le sigh.
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