Uggg, I have a queasy feelin' this morning.
I'm skipping out on a few hours of work this morning. Smidgen, our 15-year-old schnoodle, has been sick. We made a vet's appointment for her this morning but now she's fine, so we decided she doesn't need to go. I took off the morning from work. Do I go? Do I stay home? I vote for stay home, but my tummy says otherwise. I hate being such a fuckin' moral person. Well, except for the fact that I'm willing to take advantage of my very old dog to stay away from work for the morning. I feel so despicable.