The Ultimate Dog

I am an all lover of animals, except for Spiders and Snakes. I hate them with a great passion. Those just scare the living shit out of me. Sorry, but I am more of a dog lover than a cat lover. Cats don’t mind as well as a dog would. Cats like to sleep more than as a dog would be more active. I am just a dog lover.

We have our first small dog. Before ChiChi we had Sydney and Chance. Chance died in 2008 because she had a brain tumor. We got ChiChi around the time before Chance died, so she learned a few things from the both of them. Chance was kind of old so she slept around and even though she was a Pit Bull, she was so loveable around people. ChiChi is that way after she gets use to you.

Our other dog Sydney was a Beagle and she died a few months ago. Sydney taught her to garud the house. Whenever somebody gave up to the door and knocked they barked so loud they could break the living room windows. Not really, but they were close sometimes. ChiChi is our only dog in the house. She is a short haired Chiwuawua. She has her drama queen days and she’s got my dad wrapped around her little paw. After Chance died, dad pretty much fell in love with ChiChi. As much as I love ChiChi, I still think Yorkies are the most cutest puppies ever!

One of these days I will own a Pit Bull, Husky (my favorite dog breed), Australian Shepard, Pug, and Yorkie. Those are my favorite breeds out of them all. I love the Husky and Australian Shepard for their coats and eyes. I love all eyes. Dogs eyes are so bright. Especially the blue eyed dogs. Chance had a Brindle coat and I have always loved Pit Bulls with coats like that. I like Huskies with both Gray and Red coats. The ones with the red coats are blue eyed than the rest from what I’ve seen. All this talking about dogs is making me want to watch Lady and the Tramp. Not even kidding right now.

 

Mile In These Shoes

There are two things I will never get use to and they are the wondering eyes of teenagers and adults. The second is judging others on looks and not giving them a chance to change your mind about them. These are the things that bug me always, because a lot of people just don’t let go. I put up a pair of shoes and titled this “Mile In These Shoes” because I thought it fit the whole post.

Whenever I go places I get a lot of wondering eyes. Sometimes I feel like a celebrity just not without a lot of security and I’m not known for anything but one thing. It was forever ago. I haven’t gotten stopped for it since 2003. Anyways, I get these eyes everywhere I go and when it’s kids or elder people I don’t usually have a fit about it. When it’s kids ages 10 and up and adults just staring at me bugs the crap out of me. I cannot stand it. It’s like they don’t have any manners at all whenever they do that.

I am all about not judging a book by its cover, however I do it all the time on books. People are another subject. I’m very into meeting new people. I don’t care about what you look like or what you do. I’m going to be a better person than certain people on this Earth do on an average day. I’m not like other people who will just look at you and wonder. If I get curious enough I will either give you a smile or talk to you. Seems like nobody wants to smile to people anymore. They really should too.

You shouldn’t judge a person before you know their life story. Until you walk in their shoes then you can decide if you really want to judge them. In 10 times out of 10 you won’t be judging them again. If you judge me on who I am, God help the both of us. I’ve been told that I have a bit of a temper sometimes. I have no control what comes out of my mouth when I’m pissed off. I’m only in control of it when I’m around my parents, but that’s normal. So I definitely wouldn’t try it. All you have to do is give me a chance to change your mind.

I Can’t Hate You Anymore

So I’ve been thinking lately. Crazy enough about relationships. Throughout high school I wasn’t in a relationship with anybody, but I wanted to be. Looking back on everything I think I chased a few boys here and there. I got so mad whenever they’d get other girlfriends and leave me behind. I hated just being a friend towards them because I was willing to do anything to show them I was worth it just as much as the other girls were. I would get depressed and every person in my family would hate on them everytime they wouldn’t give me a change. Since I’ve never been in actual relationship before I don’t know how to really love somebody. I get the flirting down though. I learned that quickly.

Recently I’ve noticed myself still yearning that attention from certain guys that I went to school with. Some more than others. Actually just one. I’ve moved on from everybody else. Which is such a relieve! Some of the guys I learned quickly just weren’t worth all those tears and depressing songs I deciated them to. Now they don’t matter. It all doesn’t matter. I just wish I could get over this one though. He drives me crazy, In a good way, however he’s taken, but when are they ever not taken. I would never have a chance with him, it’s too late for a miracle I think. However he’s going to need one to get rid of this crush.