> Kix gets to come home tomorrow! I've been visiting him at the vet's and he looks like he feels a lot better. I think he may be happier with 3 legs than 4.
> Gracie gets fixed tomorrow. No more pimpin out pups.
> Sunday, Jenny, Meg, and I went to watch the orchestra in Norman. It rocked. Then we went to Barnes and Noble to have coffee and browse the books. Meg and I bought Alice's Adventures in Wonderland to start our unofficial book club. We want to read things neither of us have read before. I think Brothers Grimm may be next, but that's as far as we thought it through. Suggestions?
> Yesterday, I had wine night with Jill and Mikie. Always fun.
> Friday, I'm going to Southeastern to watch Grease. I am especially excited about this b/c I've learned how to play the intro to Summer Nights.
> Saturday is Meg's birthday. We will be celebrating at Club Rodeo. Every time I go there, I want to pretend it's Halloween and wear boots and...uh, really country things (I'm at a loss for what cowgirls wear...plaid shirts?).
> I found out that Hope is coming back to Ada for a visit soon.
> I am the official owner of Zombieland. And AI comes on tonight.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
So, I got my room back. Sort of. We moved Kix a few days ago and cleaned and washed and sanitized everything in my room. Luckily, we re-carpeted my room with old blankets before we put him in there, so there wasn't any major damage.
However, the air unit in my room decided to stop working. The breaker kept flipping. When my stepdad got home, he wanted to look at it. So he flips the breaker again, and the plug-in sparks and melts into the outlet. So currently my room is freezing and I'm still staying upstairs.
Yesterday, my mom and I also took Kix to the vet. He stayed. They amputate his leg on Monday. Suck.
But there is good news. Gracie gets fixed next week. Woot Woot! No more puppies!!!
However, the air unit in my room decided to stop working. The breaker kept flipping. When my stepdad got home, he wanted to look at it. So he flips the breaker again, and the plug-in sparks and melts into the outlet. So currently my room is freezing and I'm still staying upstairs.
Yesterday, my mom and I also took Kix to the vet. He stayed. They amputate his leg on Monday. Suck.
But there is good news. Gracie gets fixed next week. Woot Woot! No more puppies!!!
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Dog news: I have been banned from my room bc Kix has taken it over. He chewed his staples out, so his leg...makes me want to vomit. As a result of the overwhelming stench and the sickening sight of an open wound, I've recruited my mother to go into my room first (she is very pleased about this). This way, she can cover Kix's leg, and I can get clothes and other misc. things without getting sick.
vdaynews: Today, I slept in. When I finally got out of bed, I went to Levi's and watched Whip It. Pretty good. Then I came home and ate fun dip and pizza. Yeah, I'm healthy.
Tomorrow should be an interesting day.
vdaynews: Today, I slept in. When I finally got out of bed, I went to Levi's and watched Whip It. Pretty good. Then I came home and ate fun dip and pizza. Yeah, I'm healthy.
Tomorrow should be an interesting day.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
About 2 hours ago
my mom hears a dog yelping in the woods beside our house.
She runs out there and i put on my boots and follow.
As i run through the brush, I ask whats going on and she frantically replies "they're killing your dog!"
When I arrive, I find that my sister's pit bulls are indeed killing my dog, Kix.
JJ has him around the throat and Cole is ripping his front right leg off.
My mom's shitzu, Kaleb, is on top of Cole, doing absolutely no good. I begin simultaneously yelling and crying. My mom and I grap sticks and try to beat the dogs off Kix, but they dont stop. Mom tells me to go back to the house so I don't see anything, but I'm frozen.
Everything was a blur, and all I really remember at that point was bawling and looking behind me as Cole treats Kix's arm like a rag doll. There was blood everywhere.
Mom hands me Kaleb, so I can take him back to the house. As I run, I get caught in a briar bush and my glasses fall off. I'm still yelling at this point, though I don't know what. And because I'm wearing shorts, my legs get clawed by the thorns. When I finally make it out and get Kaleb in the house, my sister's boyfriend comes racing down the driveway with my stepdad following. They get the dogs off Kix and take him to the vet. I'm practically blind without my glasses, so my mom helps me look for them. I dont know how she found them, but she did. Then I go inside to wipe the blood from my legs and use half a tube of neosporin(sp?) on them.
Kix is staying overnight at the vets. They said I can probably pick him up tomorrow afternoon. They think he'll be able to keep his leg, but don't know if he will be able to use it. I'm staying at my dad's tonight, because I know if I go home there's a good chance I'll be taking a gun to those dogs.
I know this is a scattered post, and more sentimental (if thats the right word) than what I usually write, but I needed to get it out of my system.
She runs out there and i put on my boots and follow.
As i run through the brush, I ask whats going on and she frantically replies "they're killing your dog!"
When I arrive, I find that my sister's pit bulls are indeed killing my dog, Kix.
JJ has him around the throat and Cole is ripping his front right leg off.
My mom's shitzu, Kaleb, is on top of Cole, doing absolutely no good. I begin simultaneously yelling and crying. My mom and I grap sticks and try to beat the dogs off Kix, but they dont stop. Mom tells me to go back to the house so I don't see anything, but I'm frozen.
Everything was a blur, and all I really remember at that point was bawling and looking behind me as Cole treats Kix's arm like a rag doll. There was blood everywhere.
Mom hands me Kaleb, so I can take him back to the house. As I run, I get caught in a briar bush and my glasses fall off. I'm still yelling at this point, though I don't know what. And because I'm wearing shorts, my legs get clawed by the thorns. When I finally make it out and get Kaleb in the house, my sister's boyfriend comes racing down the driveway with my stepdad following. They get the dogs off Kix and take him to the vet. I'm practically blind without my glasses, so my mom helps me look for them. I dont know how she found them, but she did. Then I go inside to wipe the blood from my legs and use half a tube of neosporin(sp?) on them.
Kix is staying overnight at the vets. They said I can probably pick him up tomorrow afternoon. They think he'll be able to keep his leg, but don't know if he will be able to use it. I'm staying at my dad's tonight, because I know if I go home there's a good chance I'll be taking a gun to those dogs.
I know this is a scattered post, and more sentimental (if thats the right word) than what I usually write, but I needed to get it out of my system.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
And Zigazig Ahh
I went to Durant for Mamou's birthday today. Everything went really well, until she pulled off the oil cap on some gardening contraption. She was covered in oil. Luckily, she thought it was funny, which was good since Dad and I were laughing at her. I like watching her and my dad have a conversation. Now I know why my conversations are so...scattered. Dad begins talking about buying a desk, Mamou begins talking about money and old age. He had to remind her they were talking about a piece of furniture, not about the importance of having/saving money. Or old age.
Tonight Jill, Mikie and I watched Post Grad. We decided the movie was basically the story of my life, until we realized that I have no super cute guy best friend for life. And my mother isn't Jane Lynch (She should adopt me). And I would neverever leave my dream job to move across country for a boy. Mainly b/c I dont know that I have a dream job.
Then we talked about Jill being in a Spice Girls skit in elementary. Mikie and I made her dance while we sang the song. Hilarious, and probably slightly sad. I'm thankful there were no video cameras.
Tomorrow I get to study for the GRE. Yay me.
Tonight Jill, Mikie and I watched Post Grad. We decided the movie was basically the story of my life, until we realized that I have no super cute guy best friend for life. And my mother isn't Jane Lynch (She should adopt me). And I would neverever leave my dream job to move across country for a boy. Mainly b/c I dont know that I have a dream job.
Then we talked about Jill being in a Spice Girls skit in elementary. Mikie and I made her dance while we sang the song. Hilarious, and probably slightly sad. I'm thankful there were no video cameras.
Tomorrow I get to study for the GRE. Yay me.
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