Today is my 31st birthday. It has been overshadowed by a sickly animal, the new dachshund we got this week (we are going to call her Molly). I am very worried about her, so we're going to the vet at 5pm.

Biscuit moved in today and she's still getting her bearings.

I feel like a bad parent for having a sick doggie.

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