Wow, life has just been INSANE!
I don't know if I am coming or going or what the hell is going on. Yet, it's not really stressing me; for once I'm just like fuck it. Takes to much damn energy to stress out and deal with my anxiety. Which is the funny thing since normally my anxiety problems don't give me a choice they are just like YOU ARE GOING TO FLIP OUT. and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it rofl.
The little stray girl I found went to a rescue society this saturday. I used to work at the pet store where they showcase all the adoptable doggies on saturdays, so I know how picky they are about the new homes their babies are going to and I know she will be taken care of extremely well and spoiled just as much as I would.
On the other hand I still have 3 dogs in my apartment because my parents schnoodle broke his poor little leg. Well, technically he popped the piece of bone near the knee that holds the ligament. Anyways, as they are truck drivers and can't exactly see the same vet every week, Herbie is now under my care.
I was real worried at first that he would have to be seperated from my two big dogs because of his leg but all 3 get along great. Actually I saw that little dork running around with a toy in his mouth and pop his cast up against two table legs in a row and then kept running and popped it against the corner wall ... apparently it doesn't hurt. Scared me but he just kept running and didn't yelp or anything.
He is still a puppy, and not really house trained completely. It's not that he won't got potty outside, it's more of he doesn't know how to ask to go out, as in the truck he goes out alot and never really had to ask.
Last month or so my hours dropped a whole 15-19hrs which put a bit of a strain on the bank. Two girls quit and now just when I have something I have to take care of and could actually use the damn time home they popped me back up 15hrs. Mind you.. that's really nice and I hope the manager doesn't get a stick in her ass and hire more ppl who will just quit in a month, but poor Herbie gonna end up spending more time alone then he used to. Granted he is pretty much a spoiled rotten only child and isn't used to spending -any- time alone. It will be ok at least I hope so and also hopefully we will not see any seperation anxiety issues arise :/
I don't know if I am coming or going or what the hell is going on. Yet, it's not really stressing me; for once I'm just like fuck it. Takes to much damn energy to stress out and deal with my anxiety. Which is the funny thing since normally my anxiety problems don't give me a choice they are just like YOU ARE GOING TO FLIP OUT. and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it rofl.
The little stray girl I found went to a rescue society this saturday. I used to work at the pet store where they showcase all the adoptable doggies on saturdays, so I know how picky they are about the new homes their babies are going to and I know she will be taken care of extremely well and spoiled just as much as I would.
On the other hand I still have 3 dogs in my apartment because my parents schnoodle broke his poor little leg. Well, technically he popped the piece of bone near the knee that holds the ligament. Anyways, as they are truck drivers and can't exactly see the same vet every week, Herbie is now under my care.
I was real worried at first that he would have to be seperated from my two big dogs because of his leg but all 3 get along great. Actually I saw that little dork running around with a toy in his mouth and pop his cast up against two table legs in a row and then kept running and popped it against the corner wall ... apparently it doesn't hurt. Scared me but he just kept running and didn't yelp or anything.
He is still a puppy, and not really house trained completely. It's not that he won't got potty outside, it's more of he doesn't know how to ask to go out, as in the truck he goes out alot and never really had to ask.
Last month or so my hours dropped a whole 15-19hrs which put a bit of a strain on the bank. Two girls quit and now just when I have something I have to take care of and could actually use the damn time home they popped me back up 15hrs. Mind you.. that's really nice and I hope the manager doesn't get a stick in her ass and hire more ppl who will just quit in a month, but poor Herbie gonna end up spending more time alone then he used to. Granted he is pretty much a spoiled rotten only child and isn't used to spending -any- time alone. It will be ok at least I hope so and also hopefully we will not see any seperation anxiety issues arise :/