And it's only three thirty? I gotta keep it together for two and a half more hours?
First and foremost, Daryl called me at work this morning and told me some very serious news, about our good friend Steve. This article below is about his EIGHT YEAR OLD nephew, Christopher.
I'm so saddened and feel so nauseous over this horrible loss. I did not know his nephew, but Steve s is a great friend and I can empathise with his loss. I can't stop reading this article, and sticking in the face of MY eight year old cousin, AJ, and following it with the thought, "Oh my God, how would my family go on if this tragedy had happened to us???" I have no problems with children being taught proper gun handling and safety by their parents and trainers...however...I just want to f*cking scream out loud and ask that trainer, why, oh why, was an eight year old allowed to handle a semi-automatic rifle...a gun that Daryl informed some grown MEN can not even fully control???? I will never, ever blame the father in a situation like this...I can't even read the stupid comments on the bottom from horrible, senseless AOL users...I'll be appalled if I do read them. I don't now the full story (if the Dad was with him) but he was with a professional trainer...I guess I just don't understand how a professional would think it's safe to allow a CHILD to hold a gun that is so powerful? I'm just confused.
Anyway, this sounds like a petty thing to be upst over, but the animal lovers out there will understand. I've also been upset all weekend about my little dog Daisy. Daisy is a four year old Jack Rat. I've had her since she was approximately six months old. Daisy has major behavioral problems. She has food/toy/possession/fear aggression. This is something that has gradually gotten worse the past 3-4 years (lots of change for her in our household during that time: her and I moving into a new house, then Daryl moving in and up until that point I hadn't done a very good job in training her and SHE thought she was the alpha dog in the house, then a new dog when Daryl gave me Tucker for Valentine's Day of '06, etc.) and we've tried so many different things to alleviate the problem. Tried different trainings (read articles online, read books, took other people's suggestions) and even hired a dog behaviourist who came to the house every few weeks to help try to train both US and the dog; but Daisy is a tough cookie. This weekend was the final straw unfortunately, because she attacked Tucker (most of you know he is an 80-something pound yellow Lab who is THE biggest baby ever. Daisy meanwhile is 19-20 lbs. of fury. And sometimes DOES attack him unfortunately but usually it has only happened a couple of times a WEEK)...she attacked him SIX times just on Saturday. Granted no blood was drawn, thank god, but I worry that one day she will get rougher and rougher and really hurt poor Tucker.
I need to find her a home with NO other pets or even children (no dogs or cats...we have three cats and she chases them constantly. It's like her prey drive kicks in as soon as they start to run. She's never hurt any of them, thank god,however, I feel it's only a matter of time before she DOES. Her and one of my cats did get into a couple of spats and I've always been right there to separate them but I'm so afraid she'll kill one of the cats one of these days when the cat decides to really fight back). I've tried so hard to find her a home on my own but becuz of her issues (and the fact that I don't feel comfortable letting her go to just anyone...I am specifically requesting someone with dog experience. I would feel horribly responsible if some uninformed person adopted her and she bit them or WORSE) I am finding it almost impossible. I thought we were going to have luck with a Jack Russell Rescue Group (that the dog behaviourist had recommend) however once they found out that Daisy has bitten, they said she is a liability and they would not take her. She HAS bitten both me and Daryl when we tried to take a Kong away from her. :-( There's that toy/food aggression. We do not let her have any treats or food-filled Kongs unless both her and Tucker are in their crates just for this reason alone. We can not let rawhide bones or even nyla bones lie around the house. She will even attack Tucker if he walks by while I am eating something.
I feel like Daryl and I have tried so much. It has even been suggested that if we can't find Daisy a home, we put her to sleep. I just can't do that. Despite the BAD in Daisy there is so much GOOD at the same time. She is a love bug to humans, she is a huge cuddler and would be content to nestle in with you on the couch. She loves to go for walks, loves to swim, loves one on one attention from a human. She has an extremely unique and SMART personality and I don't hesitae to say that with the proper environment and owner who can devote MUCH one on one time to her and her training, that I believe some of her bad behavoirs can be fixed. I know our home is NOT that place for her...it's taken me a while to finally fully admit it and not simultaneously feel like the WORST Dog-Mommy ever. I'm a freakin' emotional basket case. I've been crying nonstop all day.
What doesn't help is that I'm PMS'ing this week, AND for some insane reason I decided TODAY would be a good day to start counting my points again (weight watchers). I've already probably gone over cuz when I started blubbering at my desk for about the 2nd or 3rd time today, my boss suggested, "Why don't you go run out and get us some yummy coffees! Get away from your desk and have a few minutes to yourself." I did it, and then immediately felt guilty as I sipped on my sugar and cream-laden iced coffee. In my defense, I decided early this morning to count points when I woke up and realized I felt slightly better (before my day went to hell in a hand basket). I was sick as a DOG all weekend from this stupid cold/sinus infection/whatever. It just keeps hanging on. I've probably blown the entire contents of my brain into every tissue I can get my germy mitts on. AND my f*cking printer died today at work...on a crazy day when I need it.
OH GOD, can I complain about anything else????