I have bad luck with dogs.

So I'm sitting here in my apartment, and I realize that minimizing my hours at Borders might not have been a good idea. I really don't want to go back there working full-time, though. I have an interview on Thursday for another job, and I've applied for several other jobs. I just hope that something comes out of this. At this point, though, mostly everybody has their summer temp workers, and no one really wants to hire someone who's going to start as full time and then go to part-time when she goes to school in the fall. I'm pretty much in the shitter right now, which sucks. I can only hope that I will find a job soon. Borders is cool and all, but right now I can't really stand it for more that 2-3 days a week. Please, God, help me find another job. It's the same problem I had in New York. I haven't had much experience in a paid job environment, because I've done a ton of volunteer work and after school activities... So no experience= no hiring. Boo, says I.

Anyways...

My luck with my dogs lately has been really lacking. Cocoa is, in fact, getting better, thank God... But Maggie had an episode today. Now, she's a Pembroke Welsh Corgi, and they tend to gain weight really fast when not under a schedule with heavy exercise. Well, Maggie has not gotten the right amount of exercise, and she's gotten fat. It also doesn't help that she has had bladder stones and has to eat this special (and also really fattening) food for that... Needless to say, our 4 year old puppy is a fatty mcgee. Adorable and SO loving... but fat. Anyways, my mom is trying this new regimen where she takes Maggie out to walk every day, and today, my mom took Maggie to walk. Well, they walked about 3 miles, and at first Maggie was leading mom and her friend. After a little while, Maggie started to slow down, and eventually she was trailing behind the two women. Mom realized that Maggie was really tired, so they took a pause, at which point Maggie rolls onto her back and rolls down a ditch. Normally this would have been a funny happening for Fatty McLargehuge, but she didn't get up. In fact, she couldn't get up. Mom carried her all the way back to the house and doused her in water while also giving her water to drink. Unfortunately, Maggie started throwing up all of the water she was ingesting. It turns out that the puppy was very dehydrated. Mom took her immediately to the vet, and they pumped her with 1 liter of fluids. Poor, poor little puppy. Anyways, Maggie needs to lose weight... Bigtime. She's our little roly poly, but she needs to be our slim roly poly. :) I'm just glad that she didn't have a heart attack. I would have fallen to pieces. Man, oh man.

I've been listening to a lot of Christian music lately, and I've forgotten how much I like some of it. :) Sure, some of it is trite and badly written, but... Some of the songs are just great. C'mon, "I Can Only Imagine" is just brilliant. And some of the old hymns sung in a contemporary fashion are so moving. I didn't realize how much I missed the songs from camp at Horton Haven Christian Camp. I had such a great time there, and these songs just remind me of all of the great memories and the wonderful people I knew there. In fact, next summer I might apply to be a part of the Core Staff there. I don't know. We'll see. :) I'm really excited about it, though. I think it'd be a good idea. I'm a little rusty when it comes to the Bible (That's what New York will do to you, I guess.), but I think that with a little time to reintroduce it to my system it'll be good.

I'm going to go read/write.

~Stef

Comments

i love maggie already.
sounds sooo adorable.

poor thing got dehydrated!!!
take pictures of maggie. i wanna c.

luv

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