ominous feeling, can't shake it
Today is Heidi's 13th birthday and, for no discernible reason I have a terrible feeling. I watched her as I was getting ready for work and she showed no visible change. She wasn't having any worse problem with her hips than usual; she didn't even appear despondent, nothing. But I just can't shake this feeling. It may be because I just finished rereading "Merle's Door," which I had thought was important for me right now, but now I am thinking that it was important that I not read it right now. Or maybe it is the fact that I have never had a dog live to be 13 before and also the dogs I have been attached to (and never as much as Heidi) have always passed suddenly, never the slow decline. I thought about staying home today, but I am already taking Friday and Monday off and it probably wouldn't do for me to ask for today off too, but am thinking about going home "sick." Not sure whether this is one of those feelings that one really should listen to, or if I am simply overdramatizing because of the above. I don't want to go home and proceed to ruin Heidi's birthday!