I return.
Back home, my holidays over, I return to the drudgery of my life.
Admin work consumes my waking thoughts, haunting me even on my holiday. My dog's skin condition has become worse due to the negligent care of my brother. I'm afraid to look at my bank account. My room is a mess and stinking of dog because of Lady's skin problem. I have only a meagre day of rest, if you want to call it that...
Isn't life grand?
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I think Lady looks better with all her fur groomed like that. She seems a little happier despite the cone preventing the scratching. She'll get better soon dear.