It’s me. Bug.
I’m reporting to you directly from home because, once again, I’m home from camp. I haven’t seen Toby or any of my friends for over two weeks, and I’m miserable. If I have to watch Tank sleep through one more criminal minds marathon I’m going to chew the faces off of all his favorite men. Yeah, that’s right. I’ve spiraled down into a dark place and I’ve got the cabin fever.
I’m on meds again, and hoping to be back on all four paws by the weekend. On Saturday, camp is having a pet adoption event that I’m dying to go to, so lets all hope the meds work their magic and I can go. I’ve been asking for a little brother so that Tank and I can officially start our band, so I’m constantly shopping around. We’ve already decided his name will be scooter. It just fits in with the vibe of our group.
Aside from that I’ve got very little to report – just a lot of same toys, different day action around here with a few freedom walks sprinkled in.
Until next time – stay cool my babies.