Free at last, Free at last
Well the last 48 hours or some time less than that has sucked. Okay, maybe just yesterday did but for my sheltered golden life, it was pretty bad. It involves car wrecks (well just one), a dog named Charles, and no sports (so you can read it and make comments and such..yay).
Well as some of you may know, my dog charlie attacked another dog saturday and then on sunday my mom decided to put him up for adoption. I won't lie to you, it was pretty traumatic. I mean, charlie is pretty stupid because these people have already called the animal control on him once and this was his second and final chance. It was very emotional (I am not joking either for you people who think Im an emotion-less jerk like I do). People were crying and such; the only person unaffected was the dog. I guess he isn't as smart as we thought he was.
Well, where does the car wreck come in you ask? Well I was driving down Old Lee Highway (The Highway of Death, as it is better known) and some dumbass car stopped in the middle of the road for a beaver. It didnt slow down (well it did, just really fast) or turn out of the way. No, he stopped, causing the Ford Explorer in front of me to stop, causing me to run into the back of it and screw up the hood and bumper. This actually looks like it had an accident, as opposed to the last accident where no one coul tell...until the headlight fell out that is. Anyways, I was really angry and said somethings I probably shouldnt have, some directed at the car that stopped and some at the beaver.
Legally Im responsible I suppose; it doesnt matter because the guy who is at fault didnt stop because he didnt get hit. Im hoping theres not a lot of damage and that I can buy the parts cheap and have someone put them on (cough...cough...Wiggins...cough) for me. Well that was yesterday.
Today was much better. I found out that Charlie (my dog for those of you with ADD issues) is back. The shelter wouldnt promise they wouldnt put him down if no one claimed him and they wouldn't call before they did it. My dad decided not to give the dog up then. I think everything wil be okay with him...now I just have to figure out how to pay for the car. Im thinking now that the dog is back, I could sell him. Ha Ha Of course Im joking...Anyways, this is the last serious life discussion ever, I feel like Im violating myself (ewww) and also I feel like a huge tool. Goodbye.
Well as some of you may know, my dog charlie attacked another dog saturday and then on sunday my mom decided to put him up for adoption. I won't lie to you, it was pretty traumatic. I mean, charlie is pretty stupid because these people have already called the animal control on him once and this was his second and final chance. It was very emotional (I am not joking either for you people who think Im an emotion-less jerk like I do). People were crying and such; the only person unaffected was the dog. I guess he isn't as smart as we thought he was.
Well, where does the car wreck come in you ask? Well I was driving down Old Lee Highway (The Highway of Death, as it is better known) and some dumbass car stopped in the middle of the road for a beaver. It didnt slow down (well it did, just really fast) or turn out of the way. No, he stopped, causing the Ford Explorer in front of me to stop, causing me to run into the back of it and screw up the hood and bumper. This actually looks like it had an accident, as opposed to the last accident where no one coul tell...until the headlight fell out that is. Anyways, I was really angry and said somethings I probably shouldnt have, some directed at the car that stopped and some at the beaver.
Legally Im responsible I suppose; it doesnt matter because the guy who is at fault didnt stop because he didnt get hit. Im hoping theres not a lot of damage and that I can buy the parts cheap and have someone put them on (cough...cough...Wiggins...cough) for me. Well that was yesterday.
Today was much better. I found out that Charlie (my dog for those of you with ADD issues) is back. The shelter wouldnt promise they wouldnt put him down if no one claimed him and they wouldn't call before they did it. My dad decided not to give the dog up then. I think everything wil be okay with him...now I just have to figure out how to pay for the car. Im thinking now that the dog is back, I could sell him. Ha Ha Of course Im joking...Anyways, this is the last serious life discussion ever, I feel like Im violating myself (ewww) and also I feel like a huge tool. Goodbye.