Couldn't sleep, so I'm job-hunting online... feel like hounding those ppl I've sent applications to, on a daily basis by now.. it's been a week.
... Just found out last night. I talked to my daughter on the phone... asked how Ozzy was. They got rid of him... actually got rid of him.. I wonder now, why didn't they just do it when I was prepared for it, instead of delaying the friggin' inevitable.. Damn.. not Ozzy! Yep, Ozzy.
Was my buddy, huggin-cat. Maybe somebody'll take him home. :l