Just one of them daaaaayyysss weeeeeeksss months. And oh man, has it been a doozy. Despite my previous, slightly melodramatic post, I’ve been taking everything in stride. But what set me over the edge was a scare with Miku, when we ended up at the emergency vet because she was acting crazy and I knew something was going on. After a little over 24 hours at the vet, she is back home and thankfully in great spirits, and all of her tests came back normal. But needless to say, I was falling apart during that whole time. Even now, I’m waking up several times during the night to make sure she’s okay (they think she may have had a seizure while I was out, so now I’m watching her like a hawk). I’ve dealt with some heavy, horrible, screwed up stuff in my life, and am always really resilient — but anything with Miku tears me apart to the point of non-functioning. I don’t care what anyone says — she’s my baby and I’m not apologizing for being a crazy dog mom. I’m just being aggressive because I know there is some a-hole out there who is rolling their eyes and saying “she’s just a dog!” – to which I say, you’re reading the wrong blog, buddy. And get your facts straight, because she’s an actual unicorn. I’m also being aggressive because the past month deserves a kick in the pants and straight to its teeth. Eff you, past month. Future September, you have less than a month to redeem yourself. But honestly, I’m not asking for much. I just need my family, friends, and animals to all be in good health. There have been too many scares and I’m not into it. Get to work!