Doggy, and other nonsense

So, two lovely women pointed out that I have not blogged in awhile. Part of this is because I have been driving 140 miles every day of the work week and trying to balance school and work and my social life. Clearly, I failed. :)

Anyway, as you can see in the picture on the left, there are three dogs. Becky is holding her dog, Bailey; I am holding Mike's dog Jessie, and Mike is holding the dog I adopted: her name is Darla.

Here's the deal: Mike and I looked at Darla mid-March, but her adoption fees were $225, and we were told that she has a heart condition as well as a bum leg from where her previously fractured pelvis had healed. We wanted to adopt her, but I am not allowed to have pets in my condo, so we needed to have Mike's parents meet her to make sure she would get along with them (and Jessie). We opted not to get her at that time.

On May 8, I noticed she had been listed as adopted on the twitter feed, but when I checked for the picture of her adoption on the ARF website the following week, it wasn't there. On Thursday, May 13, I went to the ARF page, and happened to notice that Darla was there on the main page with a note that her adoption fees had been prepaid. Mike immediately jumped out of his seat and called Kathi and Chuck to see if we could go down Friday afternoon and adopt her.

So, we went down there on Friday, and she met Jessie (again), Becky, Chuck, Kathi, and Bailey. Needless to day, everyone got along, and so she came home with us. She has settled in nicely to the Athey home, and the vet said she doesn't need her heart meds. I am grateful to the people who paid her adoption fees and gave us a carrier, a bed, a toy, a leash, and some food. She is super cute and quite feisty for an 11-year-old.

Close up

Mutant birdlings

So, if you are friends with me on Facebook, there is a picture on there of the mourning doves chicks which hatched a week ago. It has been very entertaining to watch them everyday. Some days are more difficult than others, because for the first little while, mama and papa were covering them a little too well for me to see. Yesterday, however, I opened my blinds in the morning to see that they were sitting in the nest alone. And today, it appears that at least one of them has made its first attempt to fly, as it was sitting on the ground this morning when I first awoke, but was back in the nest about half an hour later.

They have grown really fast, and are supposed to fully fledge by next week. I am glad, because when they first hatched, they were slightly scary looking things. Even now their beaks seem a little too big for their bodies. That, and they are pooping EVERYWHERE.

Self-destruct

Well, I am in one of those moods. You know, the mood where you try to think of all the self-destructive things you can do with your time? Most of the time, we manage to convince ourselves not to implode, but I am starting to think that maybe a good implosion is what I need now. Yep.

Silence

So, it occurred to me that I haven't posted in awhile. My apologies...I have been busy at work, with Mike, doing homework, and trying to go to bed at a reasonable hour.

So, just a random thought that popped into my head as I was speeding down 680 at 60mph this morning with a man in an SUV less than one car-length behind me...

Instead of sending tailgaters to traffic school or flipping them off, we should make them attend an 8-hour seminar entitled "The Laws of Physics and How They Apply to Driving" (aka Your car, which is a solid object, cannot pass through my car, which is also a solid object). To top it off, this seminar would be hosted by Ben Stein.

Thoughts?

Heartwarming....but wait

So, I heard this story on the news last night as I was driving home. Now, granted, I know that losing a pet can be hard, and that being homeless is undoubtedly the pits, but here's where I have a problem:

1. This guy has a cell phone. As those of you with cell phones can attest, even the cheapest plans are not cheap, and can run several hundred dollars a year.
2. This guy has a cat to begin with. Animals cost money to take care of. There was an article in the Tri-Valley Herald about a week ago that estimated the annual cost at around $500.

So, this homeless guy, who is collecting social security (your money), and panhandling (again, YOUR money), is spending all his (your) money on his cat and his cell phone...Does anyone else think something is wrong with this picture?

Jason Statham...I sense a theme....

I was standing in the ACTION section of Target's Blu-Rays last night, and noticed that something seemed similar about most of Jason Statham's covers. Let's see if you can spot the theme here...

Lost

Okay, so if you know anyone who watches it, or if you have a Facebook account, you probably know that the season premiere of the final season of Lost was last night. I'll be honest; I didn't watch it. I watched the first three seasons of Lost, and half of season four. I loved the show, but my problem was that every time I watched an episode, I literally felt like I needed to watch every single episode again so that I could make sense of what the heck was going on. I mean, we're flashing forward, we're flashing backward; I almost think it's humanly impossible to recall all the details of this show, and quite frankly, I have better things to do with my time than attempt to remember some tiny thing from Season 1 that is suddenly relevant 5 years later.

Of course, you know at some point I will put all of the seasons on my Netflix instant queue and have a brain-melting marathon. Curiosity...you know?