Wellp, sorry about the neglect of my da page, its because i haven't done much art lately anyway. just little sketches here and there. but now that i'm more settled and less depressed more should come.
We'll we've recently moved into a new house. yay no more mold that slowly kills me in my sleep! so i've been trying to get my room and upstairs living room all situated and pretty. almost done with that.

the day we were moving in mom took my 12 year old doggy, Chief, to the vet because he's been under the weather. he had a huge tumor in his throat that was nearly suffocating him. so they put him under and tried some medicine on him to get rid of it but his poor old heart couldn't take it. it was either that let the tumor slowly and painfully take his life. i'm glad that since he had to go, that it was peacefully in his sleep. he was the best dog in the world. he never bit anyone his whole life and was always so sweet and gentle. i still cry whenever it hits me that he's really gone. whenever i don't hear his bark at the doorbell and don't feel him under the table waiting for scraps of food. but most of all when i need comforting and he doesn't come to me as if he somehow knew i needed him. There will never be another dog like him.

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