| gentle dog needs home + mega = WANT. |
[Dec. 3rd, 2009♥05:46 pm] |
SO, today I went shopping and whatnot. Savers and Dollar Tree FTW! And when I was at my neighbour Patricia's, her other neighbour came by and he has this like, German accent and I can't understand a word he says, but he gave me a bag for Patricia and said to put it in the Fridge and then left. And I thought, oh, okay, veggies or something. It was like a grocery bag, right? And I looked in it, and it was a bunch of chicken legs. And I legit physically keysmashed. IDK if it's just me (seems like it), but I'm ridiculously protective of how food is kept/stored/etc, and the idea of a grocery bag of raw chicken just... IDEK. Also: Pizza tossed into a grocery bag, not even stacked. Ughyeesh.
Also Patricia's cousin has a friend who apparently is on her deathbed/moving (idk!) and has a dog that they need a home for. An Australian Shepard, even! Which legit made me go !!! WANT !!! because that's one of my favourite dog breeds ever (also noted by the fact that Kaylee's pattronous, kay), but I knew my parents wouldn't go for it, but then she said that the dog is going to end up in the dogpound if it doesn't get a home and I basically skfanjsbfbsdaf DDDDD: at that. Ya'll may remember my kafjafn-y post a few months back when our dog Scooby Doo went nutso on my mother, so clrly my mother is basically DO NOT WANT especially since it's a medium sized dog. But it's gentle, which is the only reason I'd even suggest it. It's like used to old people and disabled people. And is gentle. And (I'm guessing) probably not too young. Big questions are how old it is exactly, and if it's been around cats before. Because if it doesn't like cats, well clrly that's a no go. I'd RATHER they found it a better home, but if not goshdangit I would feel bad forever if we couldn't take her and she'd end up at the pound, likely then killed. *cry*
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[Jul. 13th, 2009♥01:57 pm] |
OKAY I AM FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW, REALLY SERIOUSLY SO I JUST IDK IT'S CRAZY AND MAD AND IDK AND IDK Aksfnkndsgvknklsdvb;lsmvlnsmdg Okay, okay okay okay okay OKAY EVERYTHING IS OKAY OKAY. BREATHING NOW BREATHING.
IN EXPLANATION;
My dog bit my mother, and IDK WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING.
Basically, what happened was that she just reached down to pet him and he went FUCKING PSYCHO ON HER. NO REASON. NO FUCKING REASON WHATSOEVER. My mother has always been nothing but NICE to him, we've had him for YEARS and the idea that he could do this is fucking INSANE and I am totally freaking out right now and I, personally, don't like the look of the wounds, considering my mother's general health. I don't know, she looks better now, but I DON'T KNOW.
When I got the call from my dad, I was sitting with Diane and Patricia in a doctor's office, and I was like "Why is daddy calling?" and for some mad reason I was thinking library books or food, but then he told me he was at home, and I was scared to death that Scooby had bitten my itty bitty kitty Merlin, I NEVER EFFING EXPECTED THIS WHAT THE HELL.
Stop the world, plz. I want off. |
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