update......

The rabbit had to be euthanized. The internal injuries were extensive and irreparable. I am glad they found someone who could do it on a Sunday night. (I wanted to help.......but am not prepared to put small animals out of their misery. By the time the girls found a vet, I was toying with the idea of tapping into Dad’s emergency Xanax and giving the rabbit a lethal dose....)

I am so worried about Fran’s friend.
I worry about my children’s choice in friends. (They have a need to save the world; one person at a time, bringing them into our home........I must write sometime about the homeless man who lived on our couch for six months and the schizophrenic who had what appeared to be a ‘psychotic break’ on our front porch at 3:00 am. This is all very altruistic, but I must also concern myself with the cast of characters around here since children live here, too. If Fran needs to collect ‘broken’ people, I wish she would get her own place or go to school and become some sort of ‘helping professional.’)