Literally one thing after the other. Does it ever get better? I was dog sitting for my parent’s ship tzus, 2 of them. I have a fenced in backyard. Somehow one little fucker just disappeared when I was letting them in to eat.
I’m so stressed out about it right now. Ive been looking for hours, since noon. They’re going to kill me tomorrow when they get back from vacation. Literally every week it’s something. I hate this. I’m stressed I’m scared I’m tired of lifeing.
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