Journey has spent the last two weeks ‘trying out’ her new retirement family, Matt and Kat of Toronto. She returned to us yesterday so she could be spayed by our veterinarian, and will go back to her new forever family tomorrow or later this week.
Rather than the joyful, “oh I missed you” homecoming we might have been hoping for, Journey moped into the house with a look that clearly said “Why the hell am I back HERE again?”. She was almost as unthrilled to see us as she was her four legged family, who gave her an olfactory once over that clearly said “Where have you been, and what have you been eating/doing/meeting?”. Journey hunched her back, looked miserable and curled up on the dog bed, occasionally shooting us murderous looks that we interpreted to mean “Take me back to my REAL mommy and daddy now, please”.
While it’s nice to see she’s fitting in well with her new parents, it was rather disappointing to learn that not only weren’t we at all missed, we weren’t even remember overly fondly. Today, she’s at the vet clinic, which I’m certain has only solidified her opinion of me as a dog tormenting jerk, and will serve to make her even more grateful to escape our clutches.
French Bulldogs are ingrates, I tell you. They’ve made trading up into a breed characteristic. No other dog breed I know is as happy to leave their lifelong home behind for a new set of people, without even a backwards glance.
Florida Sounds Better and Better
I woke up this morning to Sean telling me that I’d have to wear my winter coat today.
Seems that our spring thaw had turned, over night, into a late March ice storm extravaganza. The ground is snowy, the roads are icy, and people are driving like dorks.
Pit Bull Madness in Pawtucket
From the KC Dog Blog, I learned that a family who had recently moved to Pawtucket had their family dog removed by police because the breed is banned in Rhode Island. The fact that they were possibly unaware of this fact was ignored, and the press – and police – made sure to whip up hysterical headlines because “There was a baby in the house! With a Pit Bull!”. And they were in the same room!!
Did the dog, in fact, do anything wrong? Well, no.
But still! OMG ONOZ! It’s a PittyBull Terror! Dey eat babiez for lunches!
Speaking of Jerks…
Hey, guess what last night was? It was the HSUS annual ‘Genesis Awards’, as I found out via Fugly Horse of the Day.
So, what have those busy bees over at the HSUS been up to lately? Why, being big ass dumb jerk hypocrites, of course!
Check this out:
Sports Illustrated took home a Genesis Award for their article on Michael’s dog-fighting bust.
What? What? Are you kidding me?
The HSUS actually had the nerve, the unmitigated gall, to get some dumb bunny celeb up on stage, so they could hand out a self congratulatory “look how much WE support those poor widdle Vick dogs” award to SI.
Did they mention the part where the HSUS repeatedly called for the death of the dogs? Did they mention their fraudulent, short lived “send us money so we can help the Vick dogs even though we have nothing to do with their rescue” ad campaign?
Of course not – because there is just no end to the hypocrisy of these jerks. HSUS, you still SUPER SUCK.