Dog is sick

My dog is sick, she threw up this morning and hasn’t eaten all day. She’s sleeping now but if she’s not better in the morning I’ll have to try to get vet care for her. She is all I’ve got in this world and I love her dearly so a bit worried. She’s still refusing her favourite foods.

No more harassment from the neighbors but the younger one usually has to have friends over to show off to before he starts his bad behaviour. I heard his father stop him from coming outside earlier so maybe the land agent contacted them over Easter. They haven’t got back to me though even though I asked them to. 

My self improvement plan for the duration of the virus crisis has fallen by the wayside a bit. I’m still trying to hold ground rather than gain ground on the weight and giving up smoking challenges. The trouble from over the fence and out of the blue has made me discouraged, especially as it seems I can’t escape any time soon. It feels like a sort of home incarceration, like when crims get electronic anklets but I haven’t committed a crime.

I didn’t walk the dog today but I did do some time on the Spanish lessons.