It's my birthday! I'm 24! Yikes!
I have lots to catch up on, but here's the skinny:
R.I.P. Salazar (died Dec. 14, 2006). You were a bitchin' pet.
The next day, I got very sick. I kept getting sicker. Sunday the fever came. I thought I had lost all hope for a disease-free birthday when the nice doctor at the walk-in clinic gave me this MIRACLE SHOT of drug joy! Now I'm all better. Creepy how fast that worked.
Thanks in advance to all of you who will remember my birthday, and no hard feelings to those of you caught up in the holiday madness who will forget.
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Happy birthday!
And I had not heard about Salazar! I'm so, so sorry! Losing pets is tough.
He was young, too, wasn't he?
Sorry to hear about Salazar. He was a helluva snake. I hope he is taking care of the rodent infestation in pet heaven. But if he did, where would the rodents go? Heaven heaven? Something to contemplate. Merry Christmas!
- Cox
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