i was walking gingerly around, my feet twinging, i sat on a rock and got some solace from mister, i was feeling like something else, outside of my skin or mister's, was happening, and i thought of petey, heart-lurch, i thought oh, no, i haven't seen petey, jeezus, i hope he didn't get put in that evil cop's boot camp. poor petey. petey's not bad. boot camp is bad! 
i gotta wait and see, i get all anxious, last time he was out of sight he had a blocked urethra or something.   
then i find out sarah fell really hard on a cracked sidewalk and i only got a picture and i thought she'd been mugged. oh sarah, from me and mister, sister, love and healing. i'm so sorry, and i was worried about my own two feet. injury happens so fast, and healing so slowly. it's all a mystery.