18 February 2004 - 1:09 PM
Needless to say, no one slept well at my house last night, least of all me. Artemis had to go back to the vet this morning because she didn't -erm- accomplish what the vet wanted overnight.
I am trying to keep myself cheerful thinking about the lovely class in egg paints that Maman arranged for me to take, but I feel like I've been hit by a truck.
Ha. Imagine how I'll feel when I get the vet's bill.