I had a bad day yesterday, I have two of three dogs in the vets one with snake bites and the other ate the snakes head so has venom working through his small intestine. I spent Most of the day crying. I think they'll be ok though. My dogs are great, they've never judged me, they never needed an explanation when I must've started smelling different to them. One in particular has a very close bond with me, he's so clumsy and stupid and eats everything hence his predicament.
They're all rescue dogs. I'm. Not even sure where this post is going. I hope they come home.
They've helped me through my depression, dysphoria then with coming out to my wife.
Siobhan 😢