Feb 03, 2004 19:29
The new kitten's name has been changed to Tinkerbell. I didn't much care for Pixie. I'm more fond of her now (not because of the name change). She really is a great cat. She likes to sit on your shoulder while you walk around the house. For that reason, I hope she stays small. She got her shots today, and the vet said she is one of the sweetest cats she had ever met. I was proud, as if I actually had anything to do with that.
I'm still very sad, though, and I know I need to get past it. At the vet, I was thinking that if Nev had been alive a few more days, he would have been getting his shots. He was so funny. I loved it when he would hide in a bag, then poke his little, round head out so he could pounce on something. I think he actually thought he was being stealthy. He was great. I guess I'll miss him for a very long time. I have decided I definitely feel sorry for people who do not consider their pets part of the family.
In other animal news, Katey is about to begin more training classes.
In Mindy news, I have just realized my life revolves entirely too much around my pets. (To be fair to myself though, coming in and finding a healthy, much loved pet on the floor, dead is something of a shock, and it has just taken me a few days to get used to it.)
Natalie is getting 100s on all of her spelling tests. Yay Nat!
The teacher I have been learning under got quite a shock. A week ago Sunday she found out her son had dropped out of college. She didn't tell me why. This Sunday, she found out he had decided to accept a job in PENNSYLVANIA. I was like, "What, there are NO job offers in Arkansas?" So the last couple of days at school have been sad, because you can watch her and tell when she is thinking about her son moving so far away. I think he is very naive. He thought he could make it there in his beat up broken down truck, on $80.00. He couldn't make it out of Arkansas on that.
Anyway, I've spoken of my pets, my child, and my teacher. I have no news about myself. My students like it when I teach. That's about it.
So, must get some grading done. I already hate grading papers. Blech.