Fuck. Way bad day.
Just got informed that my littlest patient from Rainbow, a 5 week old black kitten with white socks got eaten by racoons.

Aw, MAN, robbidobbs, that is sad! Fuck! I never even met Rodent, and I feel bad about that!
Racoons may look cute, but they can be dangerous. The dumpster behind my apartment has had some really large and destructive racoons in it. Some nights I have woken up to hear them fighting, and they sound really nasty.
Injury-wise, as near as I can tell my ankle troubles come from when I was weight lifting a few years back and banged my left ankle into a dumbell I had set down on the floor. At the time it hurt quite a bit, but then seemed to feel better, so I finished the workout. Slowly, over the next few weeks, my ankle started bothering me more and more. I saw doctors and stuff, but it has never actually competely healed.

"Nothing is withheld from us which we have conceived to do.
Do things that have never been done."
--Russell Kirsch