yeah, so yogi is dead.

they found her two and half miles out in the country, with only a stomach wound. i find it odd that she was way out there, and only had a gash in her stomach. first of all, she never goes farther than a block or two away. and second of all, if she had gotten in a fight with a dog, she would be all torn up. how the hell did she end up all the way out there? aunt melba thinks someone hurt her on purpose; i believe she said something about fireworks being near that spot. and it was out on a canal road. soo...i don't know. i can't just go and assume that people hurt her on purpose, or anything. but at the same time, i am filled with so much anger. just seeing her lifeless, with that oozing wound in her stomach. this is the dog that i bathed and fed and spoiled. i remember every time laying down, she would curl up next to me by my stomach, and she would always try to lay in between pedro and me. i miss her...

and then right after they found her body and brought it back, my mom called, and well, i don't really want to talk about that. but i'm very worried. so i'm just...

today was a bad day. a very bad day. the worst of days.

i hate today.