Hi, everyone,

It gets worse.

My sweet, sweet miniature donkey foal, fondly known as "SP" ("Mr. Sassypants"), passed away last night, after suffering from an upper-respiratory disease.

I feel horrible. I thought I was doing the best I could, and I thought he was getting better (so did the emergency vet), but I guess not. I feel like such a failure. He died all alone. And, unlike me, he brought so much joy. He was one of the few things that made me happy.

I wish I could write more, but I can't. I'm sorry to post again, to burden you all with my petty complaints, but I feel terrible and need to vent. The worst thing is, I don't feel pain. Just this empty feeling. As per usual ...

It should've been me. I want to hide from the world.

- Singin' In the Rain