We’re now the only condo out of about ten in our division with beautiful flowers planted in the front.
I’ve been watching this anime called “Attack on Titan” and it’s this really bizarre show about this gigantic human-like THINGS that just show up for no reason and eat humans even though they don’t need them for subsistence, and all of humanity has been pretty much wiped out except for this tiny settlement of people living in walled-in cities within walled-in cities and one day the titans return after 100 years and break through the wall and a shitload of people get violently murdered including main characters and they’re like, completely and hopelessly unbeatable entities. And the other night, I had an extremely terrifying nightmare that I was walking out to my car at 4am to go to work but I heard a sound like a lot of bird wings flapping near me. So I looked to the woods by the dumpster and I could see this two long hairy legs illuminated by the big light in the lot just standing among the trees, and I strained to see into the dark. And there was a giant, ghoulish face with narrow eyes and a grin that stretched from ear to ear on a mouth made of thin lips and many tiny straight teeth. And I just lost my mind with terror and rushed into my car and started driving furiously but the titans were wandering around everywhere and I couldn’t get away from them because they are 15 meters tall and can run fast.
So basically the titans are like zombies but a little more aware and gimongous and can’t be killed unless you sever their spinal cords at the base of their necks. This literally made me have a nightmare.
After everything we’ve been through with Sebastian, I will absolutely invest in pet insurance in the future. I really wish I had the foresight to get a lifetime/congenital/hereditary/chronic coverage plan for the little guy. I truly do not miss the money I’ve spent on his health care because all the time I get with him is worth every penny, but I can’t imagine how much easier things would have been these past few months if he had been covered. What’s more important, I probably would have been able to better afford Tufts visits or procedures and maybe we would already have a clear diagnosis or even a treatment plan. Hindsight is a terrible cunt.
Take my advice! If you can afford it, you should DEFINITELY look into insurance for your pet.
“From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.” - Edvard Munch