Well, my dog had puppies today. That should be good news, but alas things are not that way at all. My dog usually sleeps under my bed (which is pretty high up off the ground) in her little mini-bed. My dog usually does this really annoying thing in which she scratches in her bed and it moves little by little away from under the bed. Well, last night she must have done it one last time before she had her puppies.

Long story short. I think I might have stepped on a puppy. I feel terribly guilty for this, and it made all the worse when I realized that only one puppy as of now is alive, and how she kept licking her dead puppies trying to revive them. This makes me incredibly sad as there is almost nothing sadder than dead puppies. This is the second time I've had to make the long walk from my house to the (official place where one disposes of dead puppies).

Well, this day is off to a pretty depressing start.