Maybe, maybe not...but vacation ends today. After 2.5 weeks of not working I must sweep the cobwebs from my brain and go earn those handy dandy little checks that keep my house afloat. Excuse me while I shed a tear...
Willow was adopted and returned in less than 48 hours. Seems the woman was allergic to dogs and somehow thought this would be "different." For real. Anywhos she's gone to another foster in Nova where she will learn Flyball. She may not have a forever home yet but she's made tons of friends from Philly to Richmond, VA and has learned a lot. Not to bad for a shelter dog.
And Sylvester is still here waiting for a home. Seems the only people who want him have small kids and cats. Not a good fit. The one fam that sounded awesome wanted him to be an outdoor dog. Um. No. English Bulldogs are not outdoor dogs. My fosters are not outdoor dogs. And so we wait. He's been doing awesome but was nippy yesterday. Just like small kids, they have good days and bad days.
Dena is out qualifying in a new territory and called to tell me they put her up in a hotel infested with stink bugs. The staff acknowledges the problem and put up signs everywhere blaming it on the sudden turn in weather. I recommended she keep her bag zipped. EW!
And the mud has begun...Despite the white pics I posted of our Xmas snow it's been in the 60's here this weekend and rained all day. I send 2 dogs out and they come in clean...I send the bully boys out and they come in caked in mud. They dry in the crates and then come back out...I can't believe I was foolish enough to dole out baths this week. Now I shall wait until we dry out a bit.
No resolutions here either. I continue to work on my finances and being a skinny bitch...though money is easier to handle than my waistline. Wish me luck and a Happy New Year to you all!