Yesterday was eventful. I gained another doggo AND another vehicle somehow. I’m supposed to only be fostering the dog, but he’s already attached to me like glue. Some lady made an appointment to put have him put down at the local vet. Apparently she’s going thru a divorce and neither of them wanted him. The vet refused, “I’m not putting down a perfectly good 4 yr old shepherd, because you no longer want him”. He’s such a sweet boy, I can’t even fathom why anyone would do that.
The T-Bird was my father’s and my sister is putting his house on the market this week (He’s been on hospice care for a few weeks now).
