Today, I was supposed to knock out a couple of my beta reports in anticipation of finishing tomorrow. We also wanted to go to town together. We had a generic list like most weekends. The other idea was to maybe have beer and pizza tonight.
That isn’t what happened. Some good, some not good.
Otto woke up in the middle of the night and sat alone in the bathroom. I discovered him when I had to pee about 3:30. This isn’t like him. The girls got up when I moved around, and this means everyone has to go outside.
Otto went to the bathroom too, and I thought maybe that’s what he needed. At dawn, he seemed to be pretty sore and depressed. He refused to eat or drink.
My wife decided to do her grocery shopping and we could assess how he felt when she got home.
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