Not good. My dog has congestive heart failure. I'm trying to cope with it but it's hard. Got him after I got out of the military, was really fucked in the head for a while and was having a really hard time and he pretty much saved my life. Considering selling my car to help pay for a 40,000 dollar heart surgery that University of Florida might be able to do but... I know that's just fucking crazy. Too much money and they probably have so many people lined up that it's not possible anyway. My newest hobbies are crying and listening to his heart murmur every night as I go to sleep

I feel like if I don't do everything in my power to help him then it's my fault but I know that isn't true and I've given him a good life.

My dad is dying too, he doesn't want to talk about it. It's weird because I kind of feel indifferent about it. I don't know. I feel lost right now. I'm trying to be objective. Dogs die, people die. I've lost plenty of friends and family and obviously the world keeps on ticking. Right now it's pretty rough, beehaw. I'll keep on keepin' on, I guess.