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I came home from work yesterday to the news that my mother thinks it's time to have our dog put to sleep.

He's old. He has trouble walking sometimes. He can't hear properly and we think that he doesn't see well either. He's peed on the carpet twice now, so we think that he doesn't have complete control any more.

... Somehow, the thought of putting him to sleep doesn't seem right. He still wags his tail whenever he's given attention. I want to think my dog is happy.

I don't know.

I have my first exam today. I'll be at the school a couple of hours before it starts so I can study some more. Then I'll be staying there for a couple more hours after to give that assignment one last try before I send it in incomplete.

Also, someone swiped the bathroom key at work. That alone isn't news, but someone also seems to have stolen the toilet seat. That's kind of weird.