All about Monet

Sometimes I forget how much work school is. It seems like no big deal then due dates come all at the same time and I'm like "AHHH!!" it's fine though... that's the life of a college student- and guess what? I only have about a year left for my BA. What am I thinking wanting to keep going after I'm done? No, really I love school- it's fun-- it's just a ton of work:) I love learning and going to school. Monet went to Weber State with me for the first time today... she did pretty well. She didn't like being under the desk with my backpack so I had to move it for her. Princess! She's so ridiculous sometimes... such a girl! Normally she sleeps in Lindsey's room with 2 dog beds so last week when she slept in my room she got all mad that she had to sleep on the floor. She kept laying dow the getting up then finding sometime small to lay down on like my jacket or a piece of my blanket that was touching the floor. Finally I went downstairs and got a dog bed out of the living room. You'd think a dog that's been to as many houses as she has would be pretty "whatever" but I guess it's still all about Monet.

Headlines at our house

As you probably already saw on Lindsey's blog- Poor Monet got spayed. She's been sooooo super mellow all day. I got home from school at 11:30 and she's been just chilling on her bed since. She's been SO cuddly since yesterday and I love it! She's always been sweet girl, but nothing like this. Someone will be so lucky to have her as their Guide Dog one day!
Donovan (the puppysittee for the school program) is a little less aware of what happened yesterday. Mostly the job is keeping him laying down enough that we don't end up with some insides falling out. He's a pretty good boy for the most part though so it's not too tough of a job he just forgets.
Puppy class was cancelled tonight (due to a case of the swine flu... how exciting) but since Monet and Donovan can't go anyway it's just fine (although I was looking forward to going to Farrs Ice Cream with the club... YUM) We'll go next week and Mony will be feeling much better hopefully.
In other news:
I think I forgot to post that I got a new car :) YAY! I love it! An '05 Suzuki Aerio Hatchback. It's red and super cute despite the grey stripe down the side. The interior is black which is great for Monet- not so great for Vinnie. He thinks it stinks because he has to ride in the very back. He'll get over it.
Homework time!!!

You know you're jealous of my week

This week... well really the last few days have been really... um... amazing? in a sarcastic type of way. So first off I'm sitting in my class Thursday night and I get a text about 8:30. I don't really check texts in class and class was out soon so I waited a few minutes then as soon as I was out I checked my phone. It was a text frm Lindsey (Lindsey and I are roomates if you haven't figured that out) "You have to come home NOW. Calvin got hit by a car and is dead and Charlie is gone" Calvin and Charlie are our other roomates Beagles. WHAT?! I called Lindsey... sure enough poor girl had to talk to the lady who had hit Calvin, call our other roomate- Lacy and tell her, then go out looking for Charlie. We looked for Charlie for a few hours then decided that he probably had found a place to hide for the night and hoped he would find his way home in the morning... Since we all work we left a note on our door that said to call us if they were returning our beagle. Lacy decided to stay at her parents that night then come the next day and hopefully Char would be home by then...
Next morning...
I'm on my way to work and was about 30 minutes away and-- my car decides to overheat. Awesome... perfect. The thing about my job (I'm a sign language interpreter) is that if I'm not there it's pretty difficult to find a replacement and nothing can really happen without someone there. So, because I have an amazing dad, once again he saved me. He had my sister bring her truck up to me so I could make it to work. My dad figures out how to get it smoking and hot to the Flyng J just off the exit. Diagnosis for my car: Blown Head Gasket... I was going to change the oil that afternoon- Too late. My car was old- I guess just think of it as assisted Suicide.
Fast forward a few hours;
I'm at work and get a text "Charlie's home!" YAY! Apparently someone had found him and put him in our backyard. He's got a few battlewounds, including a fat eye and a limp, but he's doing well and is still the same Charlie. We think he may have been hit too by another car. They took him to the vet last night and everything checked out. I'm SOOOO glad we found him!
Fast forward a few more hours...
I'm driving home and I start to notice the same smell my car had this morning. "It's no big deal I'm probably making up stuff because I'm paranoid" about 1/4 mile from the same flying J exit my other car was chilling at the truck decides to overheat as well... Yes. That is the awesomeness of my life. My poor dad is on vacation with the rest of my famlily (I had to work so couldn't go) so after I called him I called my hero- Lindsey, to rescue me. She came and saved me while my dad drove home to diagnose the truck to try and bring it home... the verdict is: a blown head gasket. Yes, that's right TWO in one day!!! Impossible you say? Well... It can happen and I am living proof of that! So that makes today Car shopping day for me... Yay :-S Not really... Wish me luck!
I told Linds she'd better watch out- things are dying all over the place here!