I'm the one who magically opens...

I'm the one who magically opens Tobi's special feeder that he's wearing a key for (as in, I accompany him to the room and show it to him and it opens when he approaches)... But Shaun gets all the credit. 😂

They love to groom him for some reason.

I haven't posted my Booger Bear in a bit.

I haven't posted my Booger Bear in a bit. Did y'all miss him?

His DNA test arrived today, so we're going to swab him tonight and send it off tomorrow.  I'm excited to see what it says.

The shelter had him as a Red Heeler mix.

My thought was Red Heeler/English Bulldog mix, but the more I look at him wonder if he's just a special Heeler. 😂❤️

Anyone have any guesses?

Kira made these pecan bars.

Kira made these pecan bars. She made everything from scratch. They're similar to pecan pie, but I actually like them more. It's more crust, less goopy filling, and a slight bit less sweet. So good!

I hope she keeps trying new things. I love being her Guinea Pig. ❤️

Bear had another seizure last night.

Bear had another seizure last night. There's nothing that we can think of that would have stressed him yesterday, so it was unexpected.

The vet said he might have one now and then, but that if they start to cluster or last longer he'll need more medication. I don't think this one was close enough to his last to be considered clustering, but we're still going to report it.

His vet was closed today and is probably closed tomorrow, too. But he was fine this morning and it's not an emergency. I just wish the poor booger didn't have them so frequently. I feel so terrible for him every time it happens. ☹️

I'm about to be off work for a few days.

I'm about to be off work for a few days.

First order of business:  Do. Shaun's. Nails.

I swear if he breaks another nail and then looks at me like it's my fault he removed his gel prematurely, I'mma fight him. 😂😂😂

I'm feeling really reserved and less energetic and outgoing.

I'm feeling really reserved and less energetic and outgoing. I 100% think I'm in my feelings over Oreo.

I've never had a yearly anniversary "down" after losing a pet, and y'all know that I have loved and lost many. I guess in a lot of ways it was easier losing the ones I had longer than Oreo because I knew that they had some sort of quality of life while they were with me.

Oreo didn't. He had so little good time.

No matter how much money or time or love or well wishes were sent his way, nothing could have saved him.

It feels bad. It feels like injustice. It's a reminder of how careless people can be with innocent lives.

I have so much love for everyone who wanted better for him, who donated and helped with his care, who cared about him. That's the silver lining, I guess.

But it still really hurts, and I'm definitely not over him.

I'm stuck - both physically and mentally.

I'm stuck - both physically and mentally. I have a sleeping cat on my lap and Facebook keeps showing me videos from furniture flippers and they are super satisfying to watch. I hate it when my brain doesn't want to stop what it's doing and let me be responsible. 😅😂