I didn't say anything about this sooner because I was hoping I would not have to deal with this just yet. Unfortunately Softy died from a seizure today. The doctor had her on Thyroid pills and mom took her back into the doctor yesterday because she didn't seem like herself. According to the doctor, she was really clogged so they gave her a laxative which seemed to help, but she had a seizure and died.
This family stuff is not letting me concentrate on classes very well the past couple of days. I offered to take a week off from classes and help out around Grandma's farm because it might help me feel better. My professors will understand and since they know I'm usually on top of my game, I'm sure we can work something out as far as turning things in early or later than the due date.
Why did I predict that when my family moved to Walla Walla that all Hell was going to break loose? I could sense all this bad crap coming. I wish I never thought that way. I know I didn't make any of this stuff happen, but it makes me feel guilty for even saying something like that.
Sarah
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