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Working with dogs has really changed my life. If I didn't have my job today, I would probably still be in a pisspoor mood. Obviously all my classes went well. It all ended with a pile of 6 puppies having the time of their lives running around and playing. How can you not smile at that?

I don't know why I have not noticed this change before.

The whole thing is all about attitude. It doesn't matter if I am having an awful day, the dogs will not respond to me if I am not calm and confident. It is the truest sense of faking it until you make it. There have been times in these last few weeks where all I want to do is flip out and cry, but I can't. I mean really, what kind of respectable leader acts that way? No matter how unsure I am of myself or my life, I have to project the aura of a person who is strong, has everything under control and can handle anything coming her way. So I stand tall, put on a happy face and do it.

I feel like I am kinda closer to really being that person because of it. I still have all this inner turmoil and rage inside, but it is okay. Life will be okay.... at some point in time, I just hope it is soon.

Tomorrow Miss Sookie Stackhouse and I have a puppy playdate with a friend. I am super stoked, but the heat index today was 105 and tomorrow is supposed to be even hotter. That kinda fucks with our beach plans. I don't even want to go out in that, much less make my dog do it. Maybe I will document some of our adventures so there is something to break up my diatribes.