Day 137 – We’ll Figure it Out

My dad and I took my puppy to the vet. She’s not even 6 months old and she has to take 10 pills a day for seizures. Not ideal, but she’s my best friend, so we’ll figure it out.

It’s Monday and work sucked but I spent all evening with my pup.

A lady at the vet told me I was beautiful.

On the way home we saw a meth head running from two cop cars on a bicycle. He got away somehow.

I bought a Billy the Kid knife at a gas station and a caramel frappe from McDonald’s.

That’s life. It’s not too bad. It’s a weird series of small adventures. We’ll figure it out.

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