I slept with a stuffed toy Doberman for the two months it took for Hrafi to be old enough to come here, after Bubby died.
I get it and I don’t care who thinks that’s crazy or weird.
Same boat as you, including massive car troubles.
Another worry, will the car even make it that far but I have to try.
God bless you and I pray that things turn better for you.
Count me among those who will talk to you when you feel like stepping off the ledge.
Honestly, if you look around, you’ll probably see me standing out there, too.
As I type this, I’m laying in bed watching “Kung Fu,” (with David Carridine, circa 1972) but I sure miss Rascal to keep me warm. Yeah it feels we are both on the ledge at times and I went deep into debt myself. I might consider bankruptcy or credit counseling but I do it again for my pet, I value life and if there is a chance I can give my pets a good life despite medical buddies, I’d do it again. I’m like Mom on this one. At least I’m starting a new work at home job in 10 days, but things are tough under Bidenomics.