my poor puppy

deb just was accepted to northwestern yesterday. everybody give their big congrats to her. (this is a big deal, my gma westfall cried when she heard the news). while this is fantastic, this means deb will be leaving in september, and leaving my poor fat dog. i feel so bad for her. last time roxie lived just with mom she went into a depression, and rarely left her bed. i wish i could take her down with me but i think my roommates might do soemthing to me in my sleep.