Sad Day

Depression has begun to set in. Friday my two dogs got out of their kennel and ran off. We live out in the country so there are any number of places that they could be, and our chances of finding them are getting slimmer every day. Its been below freezing up here the last couple of nights and I'm beginning to think they might not have made it. For anyone that knows me, this realization is wrecking havoc on my emotional well being. I am incredibly attached to my pets and there will be a big hole in my heart if we can't find them. I'm still harboring hope that somebody will find them and call me, but I don't think its gonna happen {sniff}. So needless to say it has not been a good week.
On another note, haven't decided whether its good or bad yet, my boyfriend is thinking about taking a job 6 hours away from me. We have decided that I will stay in Western Nebraska, with my job for at least another 6 months, during which time he will be in Eastern Nebraska. Hopefully he will love that job and I can get a job and stay there. But this is the very last time I'm moving because of his jobs. He can stay for mine next time and just be happy with it damn it. Well enough of the pity party for me. I'll post if I find out anything about my dogs!