Well, this thread is a tad bit overdue, butttttt...
I've already had a certain animosity towards Xmas regardless. I was supposed to go with one of my roomies and visit for the holidays out of town, but when I come home from working Saturday afternoon, my dog is GONE! For the second time! My roomies SWORE they were competent of watching my beloved "child". I spent Xmas alone, crying my eyeballs out, hoping to hear anything, (after numerous phone calls) for my precious little girl. Thankfully I get her back Monday from the Humane Society, (second time I left her with them, and lost her) third offense is a citation. She is coming with me no fucking matter where I go from now on! She is the one unconditional love that I have for her, and she has for me. I can't stand to lose her. So happy to have her back. My own GODDAMNED parents aren't even there for me. Merry FU**ING Xmas.



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