I cried until I was dehydrated last night, but I'm feeling a little better today. Needless to say, I didn't sleep well at all. I harbor a lot of guilt when my pets die. I know I give them a good home and treat them like royalty, but there's always a part of me that wonders if I did something wrong or could have done more. Yes, I'm well aware it's completely irrational. It's just how I am and a big part of what keeps me up at night.

Mr Moo and I had planned to go Geocaching again today, but I'm not sure either one of us is up for it. He got up ridiculously early for a Saturday morning to get a haircut so we're both running on fumes. I think we're going to maybe run a few errands, take it easy for the rest of the day and try heading out into the wilderness tomorrow instead. I really don't feel like doing it at all this weekend, but I know getting out of the house and getting some fresh air will be good for me.