Today is Veterans Day. Keep in mind and heart all those who have served, for they give us peace of mind.
Today, my dog, Scruffy, who has been missing since Saturday morning, limped through my front door. He was very skinny and with a damaged right hind leg. Crying, because I had already given up hope of finding him, I called my dad who rushed home. We took him to Healing Springs Animal Hospital. They feel the best course of action is to keep him over night and sedate him for X-rays in the morning. It took everything I had to leave him there.
I am begging my mom to keep me out of school tomorrow so I can go with to pick him up and hear the news. I hope they won't amputate. Or at the least that the surgery isn't too expensive, although I'd pay any price. I love my dog.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
November, 10, 2010
Today, in my english class, we were readin Call of the Wild. It is a book about the struggle of a dog who is kidnapped from his southern California home to work as sled dog in the Arctic Circle. He becomes a natural at it as he learns to embrace his feral side.
Reading this book reawakened an old childhood dream of mine (all but forgotten), of one day sled racing with sled dogs. To understand this ambition of mine you might need to learn a little bit more about me.
I have always loved animals, big and small, and my career path is to become a veterinarian but I also like traveling. So, I'm thinking, do I move up there to pursue this, or stay down here and make vacations up to there. Or a compromise of spending time up there to see if I like it enough to move, or not enough so I'd just spend some time in the freezing cold each year.
Its not like I don't have plenty of time to decide, but I can't help but adore the thought of working with a full team of highly intelligent, beautiful dogs on a daily (home-life) basis, rather than one or two. Either way it goes I know I will dedicate my life to helping dogs while owning several of my own. Some of my favorite breeds are the stocky, misunderstood pitbulls, and the lean, wolf-like huskies.
Here I am, rambling, not even knowing if anybody is listening..
Reading this book reawakened an old childhood dream of mine (all but forgotten), of one day sled racing with sled dogs. To understand this ambition of mine you might need to learn a little bit more about me.
I have always loved animals, big and small, and my career path is to become a veterinarian but I also like traveling. So, I'm thinking, do I move up there to pursue this, or stay down here and make vacations up to there. Or a compromise of spending time up there to see if I like it enough to move, or not enough so I'd just spend some time in the freezing cold each year.
Its not like I don't have plenty of time to decide, but I can't help but adore the thought of working with a full team of highly intelligent, beautiful dogs on a daily (home-life) basis, rather than one or two. Either way it goes I know I will dedicate my life to helping dogs while owning several of my own. Some of my favorite breeds are the stocky, misunderstood pitbulls, and the lean, wolf-like huskies.
Here I am, rambling, not even knowing if anybody is listening..
The Start
I am a 15 year old girl, america-born, with many dreams and aspirations that surpass my small town upbringing. I am starting a blog because I want to share my aspirations and my struggle to achieve them with the world. Or who ever chooses to read them, which will likely be a lonely few. Here goes..
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