Um.

I have blogged about "bad days" before. This was one of those perspective days.

Without going into too much detail I will say this:

Leo and the neighbor dog got into it again today, only this time Leo got dragged under the fence. The two dogs fought it out for a good 20 minutes.

I don't know how people can watch dog fighting for sport. It was--without a doubt--the most horrifying thing I have ever seen.

They finally broke apart and I was able to get Leo inside. He was bleeding everywhere. When the cops showed up I must have looked a sight. I was trembling violently and was smeared in mud and dogs blood. They actually asked if I had been involved in any way, and if I needed medical attention.

Now he is in the hospital. It is so sad.

Worse still, my neighbors had to put both of their dogs down. It was their choice, but I keep thinking about a 7 year old boy who comes home from school to find his dog is gone. I cry every time I think about it.

Emotionally, this has been a roller coaster day. I vacillate between shock-induced catatonia and emotional outbursts of hysterical crying. Right now I am crying a bit.

When I started this note I was totally emotionless.

I was trying to find some happy music to listen to. Um, somehow I ended up on Modest Mouse, which seems counterintuitive, I know. Except for "Float On." That is a happy song.

What a strange day. On my way home from the Vet I tried to drive home my normal way from school. I thought it might assuage some OCD driven anxiety I was feeling. It sort of worked. Sort of.

I'm glad that Candy is safe, and that no one else was hurt.

There is a lesson in here, somewhere.

Have a better day, dear reader(s)!

--E

That fake Jamaican took every last dime with that scam.

It was worth it just to learn some sleight of hand.