Mohican Tennis, 1/1/95 - 8/27/06

so, my dog died yesterday. dad called me while i was at panera with eva today to tell me. i guess the shoulder problem he was having a month ago was a tumor, and the only solution was amputation. if you've seen my dog, you know why that's not going to work. so they put him to sleep, and because it was more like putting him out of his misery i think i'm ok with it. or at least i will be pretty soon. i don't really feel like writing more, but i'll update again soon, as the semester starts tomorrow.