Dogs & happiness

I promise I'm not dead. The semester I just finished was one of the longest and exhausting I've ever gone through, but that could be because it's my final year at NCTC and I just wanted this shit to be done with. But good news! I only have to retake this math class that has been eating my life away and my final math class and I. AM. DONE. And then I get to figure out which of the two big universities in my area and what major and how to get money and other stressful bullshit that will come in the next 3 months.

Anyways, I digress. This is a happy post! I never mentioned anything on here because idk, I suck at blogging w/e w/e w/e. As many people know, it's been a little over a year since we lost our dog Jessie. After she passed, there was an empty void in our house. Around Mother's Day that same year, my parents went out to Tractor Supply where an animal shelter was having an adoption event. That's where my mom met Kesha.

She's crazy, energetic and also one of the sweetest dogs I've come across. She suits this family perfectly. I was a little apprehensive about her at first because of her stupid amounts of energy she has, mainly because of Mimi and how she'd function around the house with her but it seems to be working out okay (Mimi doesn't care for dogs tbh). Kesha's become my little buddy in such little time. Every morning she runs out of my parents room to sit by my door to see if I'm okay. She'll launch herself into my arms when I'm in bed and then speeds off.
Plus she does this

And this face just kills me omg

So, thank you little one. I'm glad you come into our home in a really sad time and for probably being  the best Mother's Day present my mom could ask for. And for all you other mothers, I hope y'all have a great Mother's Day and get all kinds of cool shit! I think I may take my mom out to brunch and then to see Dark Shadows since we're both big on the soap opera. It's so super cheesy, you should really check it out. p.s. I promise I will do better at blogging now that I have plenty of time. Maybe I can even be like a ~real blogger~ and do weekly themed stuff. WHO KNOWS.

hello darkness, my old friend

the past couple of days have just sucked. I've been (still am, tbh) behind in school, and on Saturday we found out my dad's Aunt Pat passed away (she had been losing her battle with lung cancer for about a month or so) and then this morning, my mom dropped a huge bombshell on me: they're having our oldest dog, Jessie put down. this is honestly the second worse passing I've experience, the first being my grandfather. we've been having heart worm problems with her for about a year on top of her just being old in general (she was 14, which apparently = 81). she was our little rescue dog. My mom, sister and I went to the Denton Arts & Jazz festival (which is exactly what it sounds like) and my sister wandered off with some of her friends when my mom and I went to the ASPCA tent. we weren't even thinking about getting a dog, we just love animals and want to love all over them. then we saw her, giving us the perfect brown-eyed "please take me home look". we asked if we could see her and they let her out of the cage and we petted and fawned all over her and told them we'd come back after they kept trying to get us to adopt her. we made our rounds and saw another couple looking at her, which made my mom want her more. after talking them down $20 and learning that we had just saved her from being put down, we got her.

she was just the sweetest dog I've ever known. I can't say how happy I am she was part of my family. my sister called me today to let me know that she was going to pay to get her individually cremated and bring the ashes to my mom, who sobbed when she broke the news.

now enough of the sad shit, time for cute Jessie Moof-Moof White pic spam:

Rest in peace, you most perfect cowdog.

I HAVE A FEVER

AND THIS JOKE IS REALLY PLAYED OUT, BUT THE ONLY PRESCRIPTION IS...CORGIS. my love for these short ass little dogs started when I was big on anime, specifically Cowboy Beebop (which is really awesome btw) and they had a dog named Ein:

look at this large tub of love

well, this weekend I decided I'd do what I do best: look at puppy videos on youtube until my face probably melts. I did my normal "BABE WHEN DO I GET ONE?!" routine with Bryan and he got very flustered and said "I DON'T KNOW, NEXT YEAR MAYBE?!' which got my heart a-flutterin'. seriously, these things are the cutest ever which you probably already know by now. don't get me wrong, I love pretty much all dogs. small, big, etc etc. but these feel more like me. they're short, I'm short. they're husky, I'm husky. they're insanely cute, I'm just kinda cute.

I mean, look at this little dude in his life vest

I WANT A DOG WHO WEARS A LIFE VEST AND CAN'T BEND IT'S KNEES WHEN IT JUMPS. I REALLY DO. I CAN HANDLE THIS. they're the perfect dog for me. knowing me, I'll go read/watch everything about them (Bryan and I already did this with pugs and bulldogs. we like 'em squatty) just so I know that's the dog for me.

like, did you know they're farm dogs? FARM DOGS. I could get an art farm and have it wrangle people in. and they're very smart and attentive. PERFECT. they're like, the easiest dog to own.

I'm basically shaking with happiness. I will one day get my short legged baby if it kills me. KILLS ME.