Tonight marked the second night of my new job, if you're wondering why I've been so quiet the last few days. I haven't been on the Internet AT ALL thanks to that stupid mess at my first job. There is so much to catch up on when you're not on the Internet.
I was horrified to hear that Jessica Simpson's dog Daisy was snatched by a coyote right in front of her. That is one of the worst things I can imagine. I've lost a good number of pets over the years and it's heart breaking. I can't imagine how she must be feeling right now. That dog went everywhere with her. I would have chased down that frickin coyote and beat the snot out of it. Maybe it's because my mom has a maltese (who I helped raise) and Daisy is half maltese. I don't know. The whole thing just makes me want to cry. I know she's posted rewards for Daisy, however I don't have much hope she'll be found. At least, not alive.
We have problems with coyotes out where my parents live. They're awful vermin. They carry on screetching all night long, and they eat people's pets.
Yeah, they eat them. That's why I don't think that Daisy will be found. I hope there was some miracle and I'm wrong. But I know what coyotes do.
We're so paranoid about coyotes out by my parents. The dogs never go outside alone after dark, and they are on a leash EVERY TIME. It can be hard for a coyote to take a small dog when it's tethered to the ground. Of course they can still do a lot of damage to a small dog even if they can't carry it off. It ever I'm watching the dogs outside when it's dark out and they start acting strange, they come inside IMMEDIATELY. I don't care if they went to the bathroom or not. You cannot take a chance on a strange animal lurking in the shadows that you can't see--then suddenly running out and snatching your pet. Your best bet is to start shouting loudly (even if it's midnight) and clap your hands, that ought to scare the predator away. And get the pets in the house. Go get a flashlight and shine it into the shadows and woods. If something is out there, its eyes will glow back at you. And by the time you've got a flashlight it should take off. Wild animals do not like flashlights shined in their eyes.
You have to trust me on this. I have ALOT of experince.
I know lots of people (most everyone who lives in the country) thinks that their pets should be allowed to run free and it's mean to tie up the dog. This is not the case. Tie up your dogs, people. Trust me, it will probably save their life some day. I will not even begin to list the evidence I have because it's long...
People should tie up their kids too....kidding! Although I would totally tie up my kid with a leash if I took him to the State Fair or the mall. Anyway, I've had two nights of hanging around with the children at my new job. They are so funny! And a lot smarter than I gave them credit for. I guess I assumed that kids under 12 didn't really understand much as far as adult concepts, etc. Boy was I wrong. The four and five year olds maybe not so much, but after that they're sharp as tacks. The nine year olds tonight were so mature I thought they were much, much older.
But the five year olds were so cute. They were so excited to learn their dance steps-first position, plie and jump. They were so happy when they could do it by themselves. But then they put on their tap shoes.
It was the first week of class. Lots of people don't have their shoes yet, or know what they should wear to dance, etc. It's not a big deal. A few of the little girls in that class didn't have their shoes yet because they were on order/hadn't been ordered. Whatever. They weren't alone. In ballet they were fine because ballet shoes are soft and no one misses it if you're barefoot.
But when you have tap shoes on, and you're five and everyone else is making joyful loud noise and you're barefoot...so not okay. One of the little girls who didn't have tap shoes was just devistated. She stood in the corner and cried. My boss even took off her tap shoes and offered to tap barefoot with her, but it still wasn't okay. She was so sad she couldn't tap.
Now here's the really sad part--I completely understood how she felt. I've been in that situation many times, and when I was that age I cried hysterically too. In fact, last year I'd ordered my tap shoes before the first class, and they didn't come in time. I was the only one in the class without tap shoes.
And I wanted to stand in the corner and cry just like that little girl. Now I was 26 years old and had a bit of a handle on my emotions, but I still wasn't happy (then my boss realized she had a pair of taps I could fit into so I got to wear some anyway).
I left wondering why I still feel like that when everyone else has something that I want. I wanted to sit down and cry with her tonight, which is silly. All I can figure out is that since I was an only child, I was used to getting my way and not sharing with everyone else. I wonder if she is too?
Oh the joys of growing up without siblings...
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