February 4th, 2006


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I was cleaning the house earlier, and playing with my dog, who had knocked over a stack of papers. I went to pick them up and noticed something all over them. It was red and wet. All of the sudden she was bleeding from her snatch like a leaky Hawaiian Punch bottle, so I went to fish out the little diaper pad-holders I bought. But I can't find one of them, and she's almost outgrown the other. So it's been almost 6 months since the last onset, I guess it's not unreasonable for her to start estrus again. Ugh. At least I already have a decent supply of maxipads to hold until I can get some more. Tomorrow I'll go to petsmart and get the larger size of diaper. The dog trainer wouldn't be able to take her anyway, although I guess he's either dead (I goddamn well hope anyway) or has skipped out on my ass.

My mother expressed a desire to stay at my apartment in a couple of weeks for a few days, so I better get this place spic and span.