A depressed dog.

Ruff was discovered with a fishball sized lump on her ear this Sunday. She finally got the lump operated on Wednesday. It has been :s eversince. I feel depressed looking at her. Look how sad she looks in this picture. Not to mention it's been difficult looking after her.  She stinks btw, all thanks to the wet wound after the operation. And while unwrapping the bandages yesterday, she flapped her ears real hard to get rid of all the stuff that oozed out of her wound after the op, and guess where all that gunk landed? On me and the floor. Bleah. 

10 more days of this. I know we can make it. Right Ruff? 

David Bromberg's song "Kaatskill Serenade" tells the story of Rip Van Winkle from the first-person perspective. The chorus is:

Where are the men that I used to sport with?

What has become of my beautiful town?

Wolf, my old friend, you don't even know me.

This must be the end; my house has tumbled down.

The last few months has been Rip Van Winkle. Instead of literally sleeping, life has stopped in all its work. Disconnected.

This is what I've been up to :D My new bestfriend *muacks*

Erm. Yea guess I'm still in Yr 1.