Dear Mr. Big Ass Truck Driver,
When I come out of work to go take my precious furbaby to the vet, my nerves are already shot, as I have been worried sick for 5 days now. So when I come outside in the pouring down rain only to find your BIG ASS TRUCK blocking my car, I am probably going to get REALLY pissed, want to cuss you out and hit your BIG ASS TRUCK with my car!!! And when you leave it running, I just might try to get in it and move it even though it has a huge trailer on the back. I am also likely to stand in the rain, with my little umbrella, in high heels, with my leg cocked to one side, one hand on my hip, tapping my foot, until you come and move your BIG ASS TRUCK! And when the construction manager outside of my work tells you why you need to move your truck (b/c I have a Dr appt), I need you to move your ASS. Not like a turtle moves, but like a freakin jaguar!!!! I am now late because of you, so get to movin'!! And when you back your BIG ASS TRUCK UP, try to do it a little faster than 0.1267 miles per freakin hour!! Because of you, I missed hearing what the Dr had to say about my baby Dansby. Because of you I drove like a maniac in smalltown, GA in the pouring down rain!! Because of you, I could have died!!!!! (Dramatic? Yes, who cares) And when you finally, 20 minutes later, do come move your RUNNING truck and do not apologize, I will want to want to shoot you a bird (with both hands), but being the Christian woman I am and I am trying not to get killed, I won't! But I DO NOT appreciate you blocking me in for 20 minutes when I have a very important appointment to get to. Because of you my blood pressure is still up and my anxiety level probably won't drop the rest of the day! So THANKS A LOT!!!!!!!!!
Not your friend,
So, yeah, that really happened! I was fuming! And I don't get THAT angry over things like that, but seriously dude! UGH! But moving on... ok good news first... the GIVEAWAY is now closed... I have cut up all 118 comments, well actually more than that because my followers got two, (I mean WOW- what great bloggy friends I have) and they have been placed in a bag and Hubs will draw the winner later tonight. One thing I can warn you of, our appearance in the pictures tonight won't be pretty... after the gym and showers, no make up and wet hair = not so hot LyndsAU!! :) But he will draw and I will have pictures to prove it! I can't wait to see who wins :) SO FUN!
Ok, onto the bad (but somewhat good) news... as it turns out, Dansby has Epilepsy. Honestly, I didn't even know dogs could have seizures or Epilepsy for that matter. But they can. If you want to read more about it you can do that here! He has to take medicine the rest of his life, two times a day! It's a tiny little pill that should prevent him from having anymore seizures. The Dr said it was our decision about whether we wanted to give him the meds, I mean HELLO. It's a no brainer. The pills will be $11/month! Hello, I think I can do without something so he can have meds. The Dr said there's a chance he might never have another seizure, but because he's home alone a lot (while we are at work), we might miss one. So no chances there. My little precious Dans (one of his many nicknames) will be taking meds forever. God love him! He is just precious. So keep us in your prayers. But he should be ok! :)
Below are some pictures of my babies. Dansby is the black one! All black Shih Tzus are very rare so that makes him even more special!! His hair is really short in the last one, but his hair is really long right now like the sweater picture! Ohhh I just love him!