Emotionally tiring day.
Well more than the recent usual.
The bomb scare. Feelings of panic.
Are they still alive? Yes, Thank God.
Dog sitting, taking him for a walk.
I feel confident, content even.
His wound re-opens.
Feeling guilty, and upset.
Have I broken him?
Bro takes us to the vets.
He is calm and logical.
Feeling very grateful.
Come home and stick the telly on.
It's talking about DNR.
I'm overwhelmed with sadness.
Perhaps even anger.
And grief for the dad we lost.
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