I threw the comforter and everything that was on it off the bed so I could put on the clean sheets. I made the bed and started folding everything else, then took a break to shove pills down Riley's throat. We went back to peanut butter tonight. After a particularly delightful meal, Riley always rubs her face in the couch cushions- I'm not entirely sure why. Tonight she opted for my sweatshirt, flung on the floor with the bedding and not picked up yet. I was debating about taking that sweatshirt to the laundromat with me, but it wasn't dirty. I had the feeling that it would get dirty as soon as I returned. Now it is smeared with peanut butter dog face prints.
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