Well it was an eventful weekend - yes there was the Super Bowl, but I slept right though it. The things that were eventful include my pup going for an excursion underneath my parents deck, the pup waking up my younger brother's friends, and doing something nice for a stranger.
All of these events happened this Sunday, starting when I was bring the dog back in from using the restroom (outside). I noticed that the plows had come through our complex and inadvertently plowed a fellow resident of my complex into his parking spot. He was clearly going nowhere and I wanted to jump in and help as soon as he and I made eye contact, but I had one problem - Jax, my 5 month old puppy was with me outside and there was no way I would be helpful while trying to contain that energy. I quickly ran him inside - just to wake up the sleeping boyfriend - grabbed my keys and got the shovel out of my trunk. He was grateful that I had a shovel but it did not help. What ended up happening was that myself and another resident of the complex had to push the guy out. The other resident was a petite female (like myself). I tell you this story not to gloat, but to remind you that a small act of kindness can make a huge difference. Also, I think of it as, "If I were stuck in the foot of snow, I would hope that someone would have the decency to help me out as well." I think people should think that way more often because I think it would make the world a better place.
After this I gathered the laundry and the pup and headed to my parents' house to do said laundry (and hang out with my mom - I hadn't seen her in probably a month). My brother seemed to have had a party the night before and the boys were still asleep in the family room when I arrived. I naturally let Jax go out and explore and lo' and behold he woke all of the boys up (remember now he has a cone because he was neutered about two weeks ago). There was one boy in particular to told me that he would attempt to kill my dog because he had woken him up - now yes that seems extreme but these boys are merely juniors in high school and you can't take anything they say seriously. I promptly told him that he too would sign his death wish if he attempted to harm my dog. Seeing the boys interact made me very glad I was no longer in high school and that my words now mean what they are versus empty promises. I have to grudge against these boys - as one is my own brother - but I do think that once they are out of high school and on their own they will be less likely to jump to such violent ideas and empty words.
My last event to report is that of Jax's disappearance under my parents' deck. Now this is a multi-level deck which I am used to him being under the part I can see under. He decided to explore the part that goes right up against the house and do whatever it is that he was doing for about a half hour - all the while calling his name and trying to get him to come out so I could at least see him. What ended up getting his attention was me squeaking one of his toys endlessly until he appeared - mud covering his face and (as I latter found out) his paws. He looked like he had just been on the most exciting and excruciating adventure because after I let him in, (got yelled at for the mud and cleaned him up) he fell asleep by my side on the couch. He showed me that if you are curious about something then you should go after it 110% despite if it is unconventional or against the norm.
I love that little pup and I see that he has brought happiness to my life. He may not always be a perfect dog, but he is our (my boyfriend and I) dog and he does teach us new things every day. Needless to say once I got home from laundry I was exhausted and promptly slept through the Super Bowl. Jax decided that football wasn't interesting either because he slept right along with me.
