Bad News, Again

Last night our dog was hit by a car and he died.

It has been one very long, emotional day.

The kids are devastated.

And even though I didn't think that I would be, so am I.

I keep looking for him.

My father is not well. I will probably be going to the doctor with him and his wife tomorrow. Something is wrong, the rash is spreading, his arm is swelling and he's confused. He's so weak that I am going so I can help get him into the doctor's office. I will not be surprised if he ends up back in the hospital.

The hits just keep on coming.