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Heh..we set up my dad ^.^ My mom bought tons of cheap alarm clocks and we set them up all in their room at different times from 1am-7am. And whenever one went off, my mom would act like she was too tired to get up or fake being asleep. Hehehe

But otherwise, it seems like a long time I;ve posted, so a little update. Yay. My employer has gone to Nevada to the DTK9 research center (desert tortoise k9 center) and there she is the master trainer for training dogs to search for desert tortoises. so she will be gone for a month and I'm here at the kennel taking care of everything, PU/DO, invoicing, phone calls, lessons, training,etc. I feel so tired.

The Mudkip avatar on DA is now getting on my nerves.

Some how I knew opening the Egg Clock today would be another exploding item.

Blarg, it may just be my crappy-feeling-ness from being sick...but I'm kinda pissed at some of the day care parents. Like, one couple brings their kids in sick...stomach flu, strep, ear infection, doesn't matter. THEN they ask me to babysit and don't let me know the boy(s) don't feel well until I'm there, or not at all. They had me babysit Sunday when one son had an ear infection, and even brought him to Day Care yesterday...and then I found out he'd had strep earlier! No ******** wonder I feel like crap. Plus, they go out ALL THE TIME.
And then there's another girl I want to just kidnap. Her dad drops her off two hours before he has to go to work, she gets picked up 1-2 hours after her mom gets off, and then she's in bed no longer than two hours after that. She gets two goddamn hours with her parents because they send her to bed at 7:30 and keep her asleep until they're ready to drop her off at day care. mad

God, don't have children unless you're ready to take care of a child...not be a casual friend who provides food and shelter.

Oh yeah, I'm feeling sooo sick. Since I don't have insurance for doctor visits/antibiotics, someone gave me some of their stash. Shhhh. ninja I swear it's the multiple-day-lasting fever talking.

I'm starting to get fed up with my hubby....after I watched and took care of our daughter all day, he offers me the computer so I can play some WoW. One of our friends comes over and she by accident wakes up Danu. So I bring her out cause she was having like a crying meltdown and set her on her blanket on the floor hoping he would watch her so I could play like I did for him. Nopes. In fact he yelled at me when I told him to pick her up and hold her while giving her a bottle. He had the guts to say, "So now I'm supposed to just stop everything I'M doing and tend to her every whim every two mins?!" I was like "Yeah, what do you think I've been doing all day?" *sigh* I hate this....

To him my jobs are: raise our daughter, cook, clean, work full time and be there to tend to his every little problem....

I'm back after going to the trail of the job I was applying for. I'm not suited for telemarketing, I lasted an hour (10-20 calls). My last call was to someone who is apparently on the "Do not call register"..... that wasn't marked on my sheet but they went baslistic at me..... after 3 minutes of recoil, I flagged the manager and told him that I'm not suited for the job, apologized, talked briefly and then left.
On my way home I was having mini breakdowns.

Agh...

I had a lesson today with someone who bought a dog, first puppy ever and she wants training, but iunwilling to change her lifestyle. It took m3 20 minutes to explain why she shouldn't free feed her dog and why she shouldn't use wee wee pads.

SHe also wants to change everything about the dog, that makes her a dog. I love the smell of dogs, but why do people feel the need to bathe their dogs every 2 weeks and make them smell like flowers?

Well, I was sent home from work today 'cause I was heaving. I felt better like, an hour later. So, what did I do with the rest of my day? Bought a dog! blaugh Not a family dog, my dog. So, I shouldn't have to worry about inconstant training from my family, or about them returning him since my name's the one on the check.

So, my dog. He's a 4-5 year old Papillion who could possibly have some Chihuahua in him maybe. I actually researched the breed and all this time before getting him, so it shouldn't end up a disaster like last time. Only problem is that he's really freakin' skinny. So, when I take him to the vet tomorrow I'll see what he suggests. It was sort of heart breaking; I could feel he was really underweight from petting him, but when I gave him a bath it was really obvious there was very little dog under that fur. sad The weird thing? He's finicky about food...he's just skin and fur, and was living as a stray...but he's finicky? He's also got no tail, so not sure what's up with that.

Here's his image until his file is removed from the shelter's website. Now he just needs a name. 3nodding

Call him Jack Sparrow. The girl dogs will be all over him then.