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A DAY AT THE KENNEL, and RANDOMNESS ABOUT STUFF!! YOU HAVE TO SING FOR YOUR SUPPER- DOGGY?
Just so everyone is aware, this Blog is rated R for randomness and child advisory is advised for the fact that i was on a sugar high when wrote this!!! SUGAR IS MY BABY LOVE. Excuse the speling, yu onlie ned the frizt 2 leters off a wurd to reed it anywaye
Hello my humble readers,
Most people in the world would just read right over this... thank you for not doing that. In my spare time I help out at a dog shelter and soemtimes help my mother at the dog clinic that she works at. It is a stressful job, dog's don't stop barking. Then there is always that one dog that seems to stare you in the eye and bark just to spite you. Dogs are more intutitive then we give them credit for. So, I'm at the shelter and this one dog is barking extra loud. It's a Jack Russle, by the way. So I turn to face this dog and it's like an all out wild west stare out. There wind picked up and everything, so we have our eyes squinted and were ready to rumble. He's waiting for me to yell and I'm ready for him to bark.
"So, Jack." I mumbled to myself. (His name wasn't really Jack for those of you out there who belive if you say icecream really slow it sounds like gullable.)
"Woof." He replies, softly but antigionislingly.
"You ready for this?" I asked him.
"Woof." He barked louder. So I'm about to show him who is boss when all of a sudden someone throws a mop in my hand.
"Can you mop up the pen." It wasn't a question. I was so angry about this that i could hear orchastra music getting louder and louder in the back of my mind. I stomped over to the pen... alright I didn't stomp. Mostly because I am not old enough to get paid there yet, only to volunteer and I wasn't itching to lose my job before I am even employed.
So I get to the pen and it's filled with dogs, the meduim group. They are the worst, they think they can jump all over me because I' only thirteen.
"Now, i don't wan't any trouble you hear." I said, my vioce was full of authority. This one mutt stares me down. I walk into the pen (this is very difficult with a mop.) I fell down, let me inform you that I am clumsy, for those of you who have ever read Twilight- Eclipse, I'm Bella clumsy. This is a bit off topic, but if your between the ages of 10- 19, this is a great book. Even if you don't like to read, it's a wonderful novella about a girl who falls fo a vamnpire. Sorry, back to the topic- I get into the pen
(I'm in control.)
"I am a human and these dogs are not more dominet than me." I muttur to myself. After about tweny second of mopping this mutt finally decides to make a move. Just so you know he's got a fat beagle and a another mutt working for him. He nodes twards the beagle and the beaglke walks through my legs and knocks me over, (yes people I am that clusmy.) I move with my amazing ninja skills to get the mop out of the pen. In the pen next to this one a big dog, (CAn't remeber the breed,) is starring at me like I'm screwed. I scramble to get my way to the spray bottle so that I have soem level of control over the dogs. I grab the bottle and turn around to face the three dog. The objects of my demiese have alined themselves around me. I face the mutt, he is smiling. I have decided to call him IT, IT is wagging his tail. I am shaking with the bottle in my hands.
"You'll never get me alive." I retorted.
"Woof." He responded cleverly.
"To-shay." I said, then made a fatal move. I tried to walk back but tripped over the fat beagle. I was suprised he survived the fall being as fat as he is. I was in a horrible postion, my attempts at dominence were feeble.
"I wan't to say goodbuy to those that love me, my imagenary goldfish snorty, my imagenary bunnie Elmo, and my real dogs Disco and Jazz." I sobbed.
"Why are you on the ground?" Somone asked. I shot to my feet.
"I fell, sorry." I answred. I heard whoever it was walk away, i needed to make an escape. I turned to the beagle first to make sure he was okay. He huffed when I poked him, so I assumed the best. Then I picked up a ball and threw it, everyone ran after, except the beagle, ignoring me. I opened the gate and ran out of the pen.
I have had many life altering experiences like these, and will have many more. So stay tuned, (And no, I did not really kill a fat beagle, I saw him walking around a few minutes later. Yes he was limping but... joking. He got out of the way in time to dodge my fall.)
Love- A girl who will be famous for her over active imagination, if she doesn't die of falling down first.
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