I got an e-mail response from the Yorkshire Terrier rescue group today. First thing, like a dork, I entered my e-mail address with a typo, so their response was bounced back. What a dork.
But, the woman who responded figured out the correct address and re-forwarded her message to me, with a rather terse statement about my mis-spelled e-mail address on my application. Here's what she said:
"Hi Kelly. Your application sounds good, but being gone 8-10 hours a day, probably five days a week with no other dog to keep a new dog company would not be fair. Sorry we cannot help you right now. Thank you for your interest."
ARE YOU STINKIN' KIDDING ME?
I have a nice home and a good job - I can afford to take in one of these little dogs who have been given up for any number of reasons - and you're telling me that because I work full time that I can't give one of those little guys a home?
Give me a break.
Spike, my first Yorkie, lived to be nearly 14 years old, and in that 14 years, spent at least 10 of those years as an only dog while I worked full time. He survived and seemed ok to stay home each day by himself. He wasn't neglected in any way - we spent lots of quality time together, including him travelling with me when I'd fly to New Orleans.
Unbelievable.
And of course, Aero spent his entire 12 years with me as the lone dog while I worked. At first, we had some problems with separation anxiety, but worked through it and he adjusted to being home alone quite nicely. As a matter of fact, last summer when I was unemployed, there were more days than not that he showed his displeasure with my being home and in his space disturbing his beauty sleep.
Dogs can be left alone.
I'm totally insulted, and I did send her back the following response:
Hi (Mean Nasty Person Who Won't Let Me Have a Dog):
First, my apologies for not proofreading my application and making a typo on my e-mail address. I feel like a dork.
I'm disappointed that my application is being dismissed because I work full time. What my application didn't say is that I have a dog walker that came every day I worked (and on weekends when I knew I'd be gone for long periods of time) to spend time with my Yorkie and take him out for walks for me. He was an only dog for the 12 years that we spent together.
I hope that you're able to find homes for the dogs that your organization has rescued. I'll continue my search with other breed rescue groups, even though my first love still lies with Yorkies.
Thank you for your time.
Stupid snobby people. Guess I'll work with the Dachshund rescue people - they seem more reasonable.
Stay tuned....
Until Next Time,
Kel
So, it has been just over 3 weeks since my Aero left this world. And I'm so ready for a dog!!!
Now, don't get me wrong. I still miss that little furry face terribly. But I also feel the emptiness in the house when I come home at night. Selifshly, I miss having a happy wagging tail when I come home at night.
I applied to a Dachshund rescue group here in California on Thursday, and to a Yorkshire Terrier rescue group on Friday and am still waiting to hear from them. I've also been looking online at the available dogs at the Humane Society and and another group called Pets in Need.
Today, I went to Pets In Need to visit the little furry guys and girls, hoping to make a 'love connection' while I was there. There were 2 dogs that I saw that I wanted to meet - a Terrier mix named Happy and a Chihuahua mix named Zoe. Happy looked outgoing and energetic through the glass, and Zoe seemed a little shy, but the picture that was posted online made her look like she was a bundle of energy.
Well, the attendant trotted Happy out to meet me and he wasn't interested. He pretty much ignored me until I had treats in my hand - then he became my friend. But in the time he was with me, he just didn't seem to care. He was more interested in my friend Stephanie than me. So, I asked to meet Zoe.
OMG. Zoe was so afraid! She weighed upwards of 15 pounds and must have been a cross with a tall dog because she was a lot bigger than I expected. The attendant put her in my lap (she was much bigger than what I'd consider a lap dog) and she pretty much ignored me. She wouldn't look at me, even when I tried. She didn't shake or appear to be nervous, but again, she seemed to like Stephanie.
It was kind of depressing that 2 dogs in a row didn't like me. Heck, I'm a likeable person!
So, I left the shelter with my application on file, and will probably return in a couple of weeks to meet more dogs.
Sigh.
Until Next Time,
Kel
And...here we go!
1. I am so looking forward to welcoming a new dog!
2. I get to play with electricity later.
3. When you get to feeling down, talk to one of your best friends.
4. Crafting is a big part of my life.
5. If you need anything just call me.
6. I'm ready to take a trip.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to getting out of the office before 9:00 p.m., tomorrow my plans include working out and getting my hair 'fixed' and Sunday, I want to visit my friends Marie and Hank - I haven't seen them in over a month!
Until Next Time,
Kel
WARNING: Rant coming....
Do you read signs that are posted and more importantly, do you follow the directions on those signs?
Like, you pull into a parking lot and a sign says "Parking Reserved for Bob's Pretty Good Customers Only." Do you park there anyway? Or, do you keep driving and find a spaced that's not reserved?
It bugs me to no end when I work in the Palo Alto office and all the parking spaces are taken. There's about 100 spaces in front of the building. 80 of them are marked for the company in the building next door to ours (there's some arrangement with the management that those folks can park in our lot). 10 spaces are maked with signs that say "Reserved Parking for XXXXX," the company that shares the building with my firm. The last 10? Yep, there are signs with our firm name and logo and the giant word RESERVED in all caps. To me, those 20 signs tell me that if I'm not an employee or guest of one of those two named companies, my car should not be parked in those spaces. Right?
Today, I left for lunch about 1:45; all of my firm's parking spaces were taken with employee cars. While I was approaching my car and then getting into it, I noticed a very large white SUV circling the parking lot. My only thought was "watch this blankety-blank-so-and-so come and take my parking space when I pull out." And I was right. She sat there waiting for me to leave, then just pulled right in and parked in the reserved space. And she is not an employee of my firm, nor was she a guest - she proceeded to walk across the parking lot and into the building next door.
Of course, I ranted to myself the whole time I was gone; I really started ranting when I returned and the car was still there. I drove to the 'back' parking lot, where we have another 15 spaces marked "Reserved" with the firm name on them, and those were all taken too!!!! Are you kidding me?
Keep in mind - on a day when everyone in the firm shows up, there are 13 of us. So, 10 people get to park in front and 3 must park in back.
And that's ok, because most days not all of us are in at the same time, and everyone can park in front. Until some schmuck decides to take one of our spaces.
So, please, please, please: If you come across a parking space that says RESERVED and it doesn't have your name on it, don't park there. You're not as important as you think you are.
Okay, rant over.
Until Next Time,
Kel
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EDITED TO ADD:
This was supposed to be about Friday, but because I was writing in the middle of the night, it was posted for Saturday. Sorry!!
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Well, the firm's employee handbook 'recommends' that new employees not take any time off for their first 90 days. Well, today is day 94 and I wasted no time taking today off!
Not that I just took off a day to be taking it off. Nosiree. I had a purpose: today was the start of one of my annual scrapbooking retreats!
We normally get together to scrap on Saturday and Sunday, but this year, the hostess with the mostest, my friend Cathy, added Friday as an option. So, I worked up the nerve to ask my boss for today off and was able to join my scrappy friends today.
It's been a fun afternoon and evening with them. We had a dirty gift exchange (or white elephant gift exchange as some people call it) and I ended up with a great pad of scrapbook paper and some flowers that you use for embellishments on your pages. Everyone got really nice gifts tonight and it was fun to watch the stealing.
Well, it's just after 1 a.m. and I should really get some sleep. Tomorrow's going to be a long day of scrapping, laughing, sharing, scrapping and more laughing. I can't wait!!
Until Next Time,
Kel
Haven't done this in a while....
And...here we go!
1. Why are you making faces at me?
2. I want you to take a chill pill.
3. If I revive my scrapbooking business then it will be on my terms.
4. I started searching for a dog; now I'll just wait and see what happens.
5. I could use a set of winning lottery numbers.
6. First I'll exercise and then I'll feel better.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to scrapping with my favorite scrappy friends, tomorrow my plans include more scrapping and Sunday, I want to scrap some more!
Until Next Time,
Kel
