Got the chance to talk with my kid yesterday.  He is doing great. Unfortunately I had to give him some sad news.  First, my parent's Bichon went over the rainbow bridge last week.  They just got home from a 3+month RV trip where they had a great time.  The pup went to the Vet a week before the trip and all of his tests and health checks were clear. We met them in N. AZ for a week in Jul/Aug.  The pup was happy and doing great. We did notice he was struggling with depth perception in low light conditions but other than that he was his usual incorrigible self. The depth perception issues made sense since he was a one eyed wonder dog.

Over the past two weeks my mom and dad noticed the pup bumping into things. Basically he had gone completely blind.  Since he lost his L eye to the Pitbull attack his weak R eye has done double duty.  The three of them were outside doing yard work when mom noticed the pup struggling to breath.  They loaded up for the Vet where he was put through a battery of tests, a cat scan, etc... In short order the tests revealed he was severely diabetic and pretty much on the glide path to the end.  Mom and dad queried the Vet on the pup's quality of life which was pretty much zero.  So, Rambo the one eyed wonder dog went to the great dog park in the sky.  He is joining the rest of the Rags clan dogs over the generations. When I go, want to come back as a Rags clan dog.  They live great lives... for a dog.

SS was bummed by the passing of Rambo.  

I also reviewed my MIL's news, delivered the night before, that she has a breast biopsy scheduled for this Thurs.  SS was at his mom's side during her biopsy adventure 5 years ago while I was on a flight home from the Middle East to be with my DW.  SS was of course bummed about his grandmother having to go through what he calls the "distressed breast" challenge. He coined the term to get his mom laughing when she was stressed out going through that same process.  He had her laughing so hard for that two days that she pretty much was in laugh lock and tears the whole time. MIL was looking for input from my DW on the process and sequence of events of a biopsy and the follow up tests, etc....  DW is actually doing pretty well with her mom's current status.  If she in fact has breast cancer we will likely fly her to Houston and get her in with MD Anderson for treatment.

Now for the SpermClan status update.   Spermidot spawn #3 of 4 reported to prison recently to serve his 5yr sentence for felony burglary.  SpermGrandHag raised #s 2-4 though 2 spent about half of her time with her BM who lived up the street form the Hag.  So SGH is all torn up about the felon.  To make SGH's life worse, when #3 went to prison #4 informed them while he was on his way to the airport that he is moving to MD to live with his mom.  He and #3 are extremely close and with #3 now an inmate #4 has decided he does not want to go down the path of daddy and #3 and is leaving SpermLand. I applaud his choice to leave that shallow and polluted gene pool hell behind and to get as far away as he can.

The Hag is all broken up over #4 "abandoning" her.  #2 updated my SS (#1) on all of the latest SpermClan drama.  Oddly, the Hag is more betrayed by #4 getting out than she is by her idiot son being a dope head gang banger wannabe and #3 being a felon convict prison inmate. Of the 4 Spermidiot spawned half sibs by 3 different baby mamas only my SS is thriving, and #2 has at least leveraged her detestation for the Spermidiot into not allowing her life to suck by following down his toxic path.

smh

I actually feel for the Hag ... a bit. But on the other hand, I am thrilled that #4 is at least giving himself a chance at divesting himself of the crap supplied by the shallow and polluted end of that shit filled gene pool.  

I think that the BM (of #3 & #4) is happy to help now that her spawn no longer represent a pay check to her.  SpermGrandHag raised #s2- #4 while paying her idiot son's CS to their two BM's in order to maintain control.  She also paid the Spermidiot's CS for my SS though my DW never tolerated much crap from the Hag. Which used to keep the Hag in sputum lathering apoplexy periodically throughout the 16+ years of my SS's CO.

Is it odd that I both relish in BM's devastation over #4 leaving SpermLand while feeling a twinge, a very slight twinge, of empathy for her through the continual gut wrenching implosion of her delusional toxic matriarchal fantasy?