Hey folksies. It has been WAY too long. Or...maybe it really hasn't, I just feel like it has. About the title of this blog, just embrace it. It's true. Ok. I am SO excited to start college. But Idaho starts after all yall' so I'm just hanging out here watching you guys enjoy your freshman life. But let me tell ya, it is making me so excited for college!! I can't wait any longer! 1 week and 3 days!
But before I leave I have do some very important things like:
Have a bonfire
Make Mr. Davis cookies
Sell my Acappella dress
Alyssa's birthday
Gloria's Little Italy
Tayler's birthday
Watch When In Rome
Pack
DUST
Get rid of ugly clothes
Sort through my childhood boxes
Buy new clothes
Buy more college crap
Get a job for college
Go to Navajo Hogan
See everyones apartments
Doctors appointments
Change my major
Make pillows
and who the heck knows what else.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Sunday, August 21, 2011
What did you do this week? Well I rescued a dog.
Top that.
Here's the story.
I was off to Walmart with Aaron to shop for college butt (:D) when I walked out the door a little doggy ran up to me. I looked at it's collar and the tag was missing. Oh dear. I took it to my neighbors to see if it was theirs, but twas not. They did however give me a vet tag they found in the grass that could be the dogs. But you see, then I had this inner quarrel with myself. To save the dog and find it's home...or not? I see dogs running around on the side of the road all the time but I never stop to help. But this time, I just had to. If I saw this little doggy dead on the side of the road because it got hit by a car, I would never forgive myself. I could call the pound? No, no. That just seemed like it wasn't a good option. So I decided to do what I could and cancel our trip to Walmart.
I tried a couple different people in my neighborhood but it wasn't their dog. So now what was I to do? I took it in my backyard and let it play with Rocky. But it didn't really play...it just hid. Then I tried to feed it...but Rocky kept eating all the food. My mom was in a meeting and my brothers and dad left so they left me alone to take care of this poor animal. Gee thanks.
Here's a little disclaimer: ...When it comes to animals...I am super emotional. Therefore, while trying to take care of this dog and call my mom for help, I had to try to keep my tears inside my eye sockets. I was upset, I felt bad for the dog and I didn't know what to do. Now. Enough of the sob story. I just don't like when people lose their pets. It makes me feel like they don't care about their pets. And if they do notice they're gone, why aren't the frantically searching? What if it was my dog or cat? I would love whoever decided to rescue them if they escaped.
So after a few hours and 23 mosquito bites, my neighbor came over to take the doggy for the night. And GOOD NEWS. They called the vet (from the tag) and eventually found the owner. Her name was Sweetie and now Sweetie is home safe and not run over.
Maybe I'll start being a dog rescuer more often. But next time I need to prepare by having my night completely free, bringing a tissue box and bug spray.
Here's the story.
I was off to Walmart with Aaron to shop for college butt (:D) when I walked out the door a little doggy ran up to me. I looked at it's collar and the tag was missing. Oh dear. I took it to my neighbors to see if it was theirs, but twas not. They did however give me a vet tag they found in the grass that could be the dogs. But you see, then I had this inner quarrel with myself. To save the dog and find it's home...or not? I see dogs running around on the side of the road all the time but I never stop to help. But this time, I just had to. If I saw this little doggy dead on the side of the road because it got hit by a car, I would never forgive myself. I could call the pound? No, no. That just seemed like it wasn't a good option. So I decided to do what I could and cancel our trip to Walmart.
I tried a couple different people in my neighborhood but it wasn't their dog. So now what was I to do? I took it in my backyard and let it play with Rocky. But it didn't really play...it just hid. Then I tried to feed it...but Rocky kept eating all the food. My mom was in a meeting and my brothers and dad left so they left me alone to take care of this poor animal. Gee thanks.
Here's a little disclaimer: ...When it comes to animals...I am super emotional. Therefore, while trying to take care of this dog and call my mom for help, I had to try to keep my tears inside my eye sockets. I was upset, I felt bad for the dog and I didn't know what to do. Now. Enough of the sob story. I just don't like when people lose their pets. It makes me feel like they don't care about their pets. And if they do notice they're gone, why aren't the frantically searching? What if it was my dog or cat? I would love whoever decided to rescue them if they escaped.
So after a few hours and 23 mosquito bites, my neighbor came over to take the doggy for the night. And GOOD NEWS. They called the vet (from the tag) and eventually found the owner. Her name was Sweetie and now Sweetie is home safe and not run over.
Maybe I'll start being a dog rescuer more often. But next time I need to prepare by having my night completely free, bringing a tissue box and bug spray.
Saturday, August 13, 2011
A Bunch'o Halabaloo
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| Isn't this sublime? |
Don't worry. I'll write a "real" blog post soon enough.
P.S. Why am I just discovering Christina Perri? Me likey.
"Arms" is a little gem.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Hello Folksies.
I have a lot to update about but for now just enjoy this little gem that we discovered on the freeway outside of Vegas.
P.S. Happy National Friendship Day
Monday, August 1, 2011
Roses are red
Violets are blue.
I will post
in a week or two.
But for now I must dedicate my time to par-tea-ing on the beach.
But never fear, I shall return.
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