Wow, I had hoped to post earlier but I had to work all day. Sigh.
Yesterday I got the horrible news that someone shot my mom and dad's dog, Rip, twice with a rifle. :( I am so upset! My parents are devastated. Also, because Rip (Aslan's brother) got out of his pen and was on the neighbor's yard, it technically wasn't illegal, so we can't do anything about it. And this after the same neighbor's dogs tore Rip's ear off and my dad had to spend almost a thousand dollars to get him put back together. :( He never spoke to my neighbor about it because he's an elderly man and has cancer. Now he's not sure if he should try to get some sort of compensation or just leave it alone. If Rip were still alive he wouldn't even worry about it, but since he's dead now . . . I don't know. I'm just so upset and confused over the whole thing. Why did Rip have to find a way out of his pen on that day??
Aside from that one of my coworkers basically stole some of my hours so I had yesterday off (I'm making up my hours elsewhere . . . well almost all of them). I spent most of the day in my feed shed, stacking pallets, removing old hay, burning empty feed bags (been too dry to do it), cleaning up and putting together a tall cabinet so I could store my brushes, buckets, halters, etc up off the ground. It looks so nice in there. I worked for four or five hours straight to keep my mind off of Rip. Now my arms are so sore from hammering and lifting stuff. :)
Well, I'm going to go read my book and forget about everything. Later.