Showing Vince the photos that I took of Vito...
V - "Oh, he's so fucking cute. I wouldn't be surprised if he gets adopted TOMORROW."
Me- "Well we have to hold him for 10 days at least, you know."
V- "Oh that's fine. I don't care! I don't care if..."
He stopped dead in his sentence.
Me - "IF WHAT."
V- "I'm going to go grill dinner now."

LOL!
(NO we are not keeping Vito)
I just thought it was cute. Vince up and down with the NO NO NO other dogs. But it is so therapeutic for him to help dogs like this.
I wish he would let me hospice geriatric pitbulls. Seriously.
Vito has been a POSITIVE foster experience (so far) for V and I. And that is a really, really good thing.

V just came back downstairs so I said, "What was that you were going to say?"
He just smirked and said that fostering Vito is keeping him from losing his mind.
See?! He doesn't know what's good for him! He says no all the time, but what he really is saying is YES.

We are back to tricky as hell agility courses.
I wasn't feeling agility tonight and neither was Molly.
Firstly, I had her out twice to go potty. I guess not long enough because the first time I tried to run her, she was so erratic, then went to the corner and tried to poop. I was all NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO (that's 10 bucks we get fined!).
She stopped in time and I got her outside for a poop.
After that she was okay, but just slogging around with no drive, no zip. I think that I ran her too hard yesterday. Lesson learned.

The first course was okay and we survived it, but I had to slow her to a snail's pace to get through it.
The second was was super super tricky, and I didn't have enough time to walk it. At about number 10 I just walked off the course.

I was feeling so low, Molly wasn't into it, I couldn't remember where I was going and I was just done.

Both courses had 20 obstacles, sigh.

I just don't know.

Went to Lancaster yesterday. We had birthday dinner for my dad at Longhorn. My sister and I split the bill for 7 people...so that was 75 dollars, plus a 25 dollar tip. I was really not happy about that. (My grandmother and mother were along, and I wish my mom would have put a tip down. Sigh.)
Oh well, there are worse things in life.

We had ice cream cake afterwards, and then Andy wanted Vince to hang out and drink with him. I had wanted to hike with Vince on the way home. So we did some shuffling around and I said that I really just wanted to run Molly so she wouldn't be a lunatic in agility class to night. (our last one before the trial, I'd like to feel positive about it.)

So Glenna said that she'd come with me to the dog park. It was GREAT.





That one attached to Everett's nose is Leah. She was freaking awesome. She hung out with our dogs a lot, played tug with them, and wasn't rude. No one minded her.



TIRED dogs afterwards.




Then we got pizza...15 more dollars on food. Sigh.

(Mr. Ein stayed at home. I would not have been able to enjoy taking photos if he was there. Ein has RULES about life in the dog park.)

Woke up at 6:30, restless. Weird visual stuff until the afternoon...floaters and false auras. Terrifying. I just wanted to enjoy my day.
I never did get a migraine, though.

I met my mom for lunch at the Conestoga Wagon and we had a nice talk and she acted sane. We went shopping in their little gift shop afterwards.
The place sells Primitives by Kathy and I asked if they had this "Walk with the dreamers..." sign, I had seen it on the AT store. But they didn't have it.
I almost bought this-

With no shame I would put a photo of Ein in that, even though I have two other good dogs. NO SHAME.

>> Sold some DVDs at the video game/movie store nearby. Worked Ein in the pet store.
Headed out to the trial location, found five geocaches along the way. I found one in PA, one in Maryland, and three in DE. So I got the MD and DE "souvineer" icons for my Geocaching profile. *NERD* (i will not lie, this was so part of why I chose to trial in DE. Ridiculous.)

>> Trial went well, score of 98 and new title. The Finest Einest RA! on my blog for details.

Not a rosette title ribbon, but it's better than the NOTHING I got for my RN.

Also, my vet always sends the dogs e-cards for their birthdays. Perri got one today! (her birthday is the 9th.)

http://www.sloppykisscards.com/partnerfetch.php?partnerid=vetinsite&partnerAffiliateId=5027&cardId=2h0txrf5d1

She watched every minute of it, with cute head tilts and all.

also, can i just say one more damn hour on call and then i can have my wine. I HATE CALL.

i think i would have a tantrum if i had to drive all the way to work in this snow anyhow.