he's dying. He's sitting in his food dish and his head is under his water bottle. he keeps falling over, sitting up, then falling over again. he wont open his eyes. i cant belive hes gonnna die on thanksgiving! its souppsed to be a happy holiday! mi cousin are over and there playing games with mi sister and mi dad and uncle are watchin tv. mi mom and mi aunt are talking and im typing. mi mom sayes hes fine but i know hes not. i fell like crying. ill miss him. he used to be mi cubby fur ball, now hes mi cubby wrinkly fuzzy ball. i have nothing to do so i just browse the internet. blah this suks
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