Sad things
This week got off to a rough start on Sunday morning. I was scheduled to work at 9 a.m. and I got in my car at 10 til only to find that it wouldn't start. I called my friend, Laura, and she took me to work. Mom came to Valdosta and picked me up after I got off and we went to try to jump my car. Turns out, the battery is fine and the starter is fine... We think that there is something wrong with the fuel injector. It stinks because there's no way to be sure until I get it to a mechanic, and that means I have to have it towed. Luckily, insurance covers towing, so at least I don't have to worry about that. Still, I DO have to worry about the actual expenses of getting whatever is wrong fixed. Hopefully I will have enough money. Mom's in a tight spot because Kelsey has to get her wisdom teeth out and insurance no longer covers that, plus (big sigh) we have to put Dottie down. She has terrible hip displacia and can't even walk anymore, and her teeth are bad. The vet said that the average life expectancy for a bassett is 8 years, and she's 12, so we really are lucky. Still, that's my baby, you know? I got her for my 8th birthday, and I love her so much. On top of Dottie, Sonny will probably die soon, too. He's got arthritis and tumors and he doesn't eat most days. My heart is breaking because I love them both so much. They're really a part of the family. I guess things will have to get up.