The dogs have been wearing their muzzles outside ever since they tried to eat Trivia, the neighbor's cat. How she managed to survive being attacked by four greyhounds is beyond me. They also like to attack each other outside, so muzzles are a good idea since they have such thin skin that can easily be torn open. Everyone makes fun of Chomps for wearing the pink muzzle, but it's the only one that fits on his big head!
Regall Mo Mickey, aka Cecil. Or Bug. We've been fostering him for almost two months now. He just got an application in that looks pretty good, so I figured I should probably introduce him on here. He's only two years old and is pretty much still a pup (he only had one race!). He's very active and playful and is constantly following us around the house. The only issue with Cecil is his allergies. He's on his second kind of medication now, and it seems to control things well, but ideally we don't want him to be on meds his whole life. I'm starting to think it's a food allergy. We tried feeding him two different kinds of Solid Gold, a really good food that "allergy dogs" often do great on since it has no wheat, corn, or soy - and the two protein sources were bison and lamb - but both kinds just made his allergies even worse. But anyway, Cecil is an awesome pup who will hopefully be in his forever home soon. I'll be posting more photos hopefully this week.
Ugh. This job is just so stressful and depressing. Yeah, I'm sure you think I'm a huge baby, but you don't know! I can't stand it. I am just not cut out for sitting in a cubicle all day and having to deal with people, especially happy, outgoing, loud, marketing people. Ick. Things were much better before they moved me up to this stupid floor and stuck me in this cubicle. I don't even know what I want to do with my life, but it's certainly not this. The 3 hours of driving a day is enough to make me go crazy.
Why don't I do something about it? I've tried! I've been looking for jobs for months, I've even gone on a few interviews. But there aren't any jobs, and I can't afford to take a 50% pay cut by working some dumb job that will definitely get me nowhere.
It's seriously depressing to me. If this is the rest of my life what is there to be happy about? Yeah, I do have great things/people/animals in my life, but when do I ever have the time or energy to interact with them? Drive, work, drive, clean, eat, sleep. That's all I do anymore.
