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Friday, May 18, 2012

Meet My Hottie

And by Hottie I mean Shotty. And by Shotty I mean Shotgun. And by Shotgun I mean my dog. Yeah that's his name. Shotgun. I bet you don't have a dog name Shotgun. He's just that cool. And you know why else he's cool? I bet you don't. See Mr. HottieShotty has three legs.

Leg?
You see, when Shotgun was just a wee little babe, he showed up in our rocking chair. For a week my mom yelled at us and said, "DON'T TOUCH THAT FIFLTHY DOG. HE'S PROBABLY GOT FLEES AND WE DON'T WANT HIM TO STAY HERE. AND WHATEVER YOU DO, DO. NOT. FEED. HIM!" After a week of being horribly awful to the pitiful thing, we had still not found his owners. Gradually we fed him and gave him water. Then we gave him a bath and slowly but surely started loving him. After that first week we still had no clue where he belonged and he had no tags so my brother decided he needed a name. Since he wasn't really a pet my brother just thought he'd call him 'Shotgun' because it was hunting season and he actually responded to the name. Well after another week, Shotgun still had no one claiming him and my dad had stared petting and loving on him.

As you've probably guessed, no one ever claimed the poor poochie and he had no tags and no microchip. The vet said someone probably dumped a litter of dogs since he was so young. My momma decided to call the Humane Society to drop him off to be adopted, but they had just had a puppy mill bust and even though they were no kill, they would have to send him to another shelter that did euthanize the dogs after a week or so.

There was no way we were going to let the little lover get put to death....sooo we decided to keep him. Shotgun. Our new doggie. And of course he had been called 'Shotgun' for two  weeks, so we couldn't change the name.

Well anyway, that's how Mr. ShottyHottie came to be our newest little four legged pet. BUT!! When Mr. ShottyGun was about two or three(ish), he became our newest little three legged friend. Mr. Shotty was outside in his underground electric fence with me, my grandparents, and my whole family when he decided there was something interesting across the street that he thought was worth the shock to chase. He darted out of his fence as me and  my grandparents watched on. As soon as he went towards the fence we hollered and chased after him, but it was too late. A car came flying down the road(cars are always going down our road way to fast) and hit him.

The saddest part was the car had to *back* off of him, but they decided not to stop. Yup, that's right, they just. Kept. Driving. As my little elementary kid self stood there and watched in horror, I ran to my doggie lying in the ditch. It was awful. I only glanced at his little body lying there in. I saw that he was in fact still alive and ran to get my mom and dad. All I remember afterwards was that my mom and dad made me stay in the house with my grandparents while they went and swept him off to his vet. I remember tears, I remember the not knowing, and I also remember the call from my parents to my grandparents that said that the receptionist at the vet said it was almost closing time and that they weren't taking anymore patients.

I was horrified. First, I saw my dog getting run over. And then next the vet is saying that they won't help us? Well, my parents decided to take the dog to the emergency vet clinic thing way in town. I guess it was almost a blessing he went there because they were awesome. They took care of him and were really friendly to us. He stayed the night there and they said his organs were okay, but that his leg wasn't going to heal.

I remember that night my mom was researching ALL about three legged dogs. I mean we didn't even know if it was possible for a dog to walk with three legs.Well nowadays I'm wondering why we were even worried because that boy can run faster than me! *That's only when he's chasing squirrels and rabbits, of course when I take him jogging with me he's all 'you expect me to go that fast? huh..you're funny'*

'Disable the Label' at the Children's Museum
Anywhoo that's my Hottie. We love him...most of the time. Until he goes on a party in the woods and tries to knock you over with his stench...yeah..awful. He's also awesome because sometimes, after we give him a bath, he gets to go to schools and the children's museum to give programs on how he's different and 'disabled' but he can still do everything else other dogs can do. Then they relate it to children with disabilities and how they can do the same things, just a bit differently. He's like a total different dog when he enters a building. I think he knows his purpose. Plus kids love him. He lets them look at his teeth and tug on his ears and he could care less.

~ Miss Lyss

Monday, May 14, 2012

Did you know?!

 I fell...in a pinterest hole. I stumbled across these psychofactz and they're really interesting! I have no clue if even half of them are true, but whatever. I think some are!



Really?! Wish I was there...to eat it...



Never noticed!



 So that explains all the lovely bites I get... :/


Source: psychofactz.com via Val on Pinterest

I know why! Thanks Chemistry :)



My life just got awesome! So now I actually have an excuse to eat it!



Possibly why I'm so creative and also why I'm good at remembering?...



Awesome!

 

Makes so much more sense...



Just another reason to be happy!



Weird...



This makes total sense.


~Miss Lyss


Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Mating Calls?!

Today I was walking in the hallway with one of my favorite people and well...this is how our conversation went:

Boy: "(Insert lovely bird like sound here)"
Girl: "What was that supposed to be?"
Boy: "My mating call."
Girl: "Wooooow...."
Boy: "You know I wish everyone just had a mating call. Life would be so much easier. There wouldn't be as much liking people that don't like you. You wouldn't date people that are wrong for you and you would know that whoever matched you was just 'the one' and there'd be no...messiness."

We then we had a lovely conversation about what it would be like if we all had mating calls. We talked about the movie Happy Feet and how they had mating songs and how Mumble couldn't sing. We then assumed someone would have a ridiculously annoying call that would make everyone want them dead.

But honestly wouldn't it be awesome if everyone had a mating call. But not one that just attracts people, one that led you who you're supposed to be with in the future. *sigh*...that would be lovely. My luck I'd be the screechy awful sounding one though! ha! Oh and did I forget to mention that boy was Mr. McCrushyCrush...yeah...*sigh*...double sigh...

Ha :) Goodnight my dears!
~Miss Lyss

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Dear Boys,

So I debated whether to post this, but hopefully you find me slightly entertaining :) Soooo here it is boys and girls...I mean just girls. Dear Boys. Linking up to the always fantabulous Elise at Elise's Pieces!





Yo Roofus,
Stop Barking...
Sincerely,
My bite is worse than your bark

Dear Mr.  Moolaaa
Yeah...In spanish...When I tripped on that girls chair and had nothing to catch myself on, flew across the desk into your lap, and knocked the papers out of Mr. Wambajamba's book, but managed to leave the book on the table then poked myself in the eye? Yeah...I'm glad you thought that was hilarious because I was kinda feeling the need to cry in the corner. But instead we laughed it off...for like at least ten minutes. I never thought you were that awesome.
Thanks,
Miss Rosy Cheeks

Dear Mr.BrokenBackpack
You're backpack's unzipped. ;)
Love,
Broken Backpack Police

Yo Fifi,
Whattdaya want me to do 'bout it?
Uh bye!,
Wish I knew...

Dear Mr. LaxyLax,
You + Future Mrs. LaxyLax = Adorbs...I hate when teens say their going to marry someone and also when they shorten words...Looks like I did two things I hate, but I think this is an exception. You two really are the cutest couple ever.
See ya!
Jealous...

Dear Nice Guy,
There's a girl in my gym class who fell for you today. I'm sorry, but I couldn't figure out how to tell her you totally weren't her type in a nice way...So I didn't. Sorry for that.
Hasta luego,
Hopefully not mean girl...
 
Dear Mr. McCC,
Of course I couldn't leave you out. Well...
It’s gonna be a long, hot summer, we should be together
With your feet up on the dashboard now..
I know it's a song, but there. I said it. We should be together ;) Anyway...you drawing the back of my head during geometry? Really? I wasn't sure whether to think you are even more adorable or kinda creepy..nah you're just silly. And an artist! Draw me a picture :)

Dear Bruhder...
I *think* we really do love each other ;)
LOVE,
Seeeesta

Thanks for readin!

~Miss Lyss