As you all well know, my dog likes to tear things up. Be it a stuffed animal, an 'indestructable' ball or the wall, she tears shit up. But I think she's pretty smart. She's a corgi so by defalt she's smart and also by default she's going to be a puppy until she can't jump onto the bed anymore. She plays fetch and catch. And has figured out how to bounce the ball off the end of her nose right back too me. I think too she knows that if I tell her to go potty and she doesn't have to, just to squat and I'll think she did. But then her intelligence fails when I ask her 'Where's mommy? Go find mommy!' and instead of running to me, she finds her squeaky ball. But at least then she brings it too me.
I have a quiz today whenever I feel like taking it. I intended on taking it at 7am this morning but was too sleepy to study at 5am for it. I'll study between 1and 2 pm and then take it. Then I'll play with the mules. Then go shopping putting $100 on my credit card that I really shouldn't do and then prepare to go see Joe. We've both been having a terrible week. But I made him food-chicken noodles, hamburger helper, pork chops with greenbeans and mashed potatoes, biscuits and cookies. All in my freezer and ready for him to eat. I like to do these nice things for him. It make me happy. More happy than vet school, almost as happy as cows, so you know that its got to be good.
Also I found out that 12 people are going to Oklahoma. I figured with that many one other girl has to be going. And I was right. One other girl who I don't know from Adam is going. Josh is the only other first year going. I'm signed up to room with this girl but might change and room with Josh...but there's the possiblity that he might shave my head while I sleep.
[EDIT-Originally, posted to Blogger on March 12, 2011.]
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