made an appt with journey's end at home for my doggo whose lymphoma has come back, with a vengeance. the appointment is friday morning. i've been a mess since we found out about it last friday, but having the appointment made and paid for now helps a little bit; at least there's a plan.

i'm gonna miss my friend. she has always comforted me in times of trouble, and i can tell she's trying to now, too, but she's so tired. my other dog is also depressed, he knows something's up. my preteen is understandably miserable, and my 5-year-old doesn't understand what's going on, but knowing that he will is heartbreaking.

this sucks so much.