Monthly Archives: August 2016

Gangs of Dog Lovers

After mentioning that I had Shih Tzu, a classmate said that she didn’t like Shih Tzu as they were too yappy (or something like that). My Shih Tzu are anything, but yappy…that is unless they want something and then they make this annoying sound that is difficult to ignore especially since they can keep this up for at least an hour. I told her that my little dogs weren’t evil, but then she confessed that she simply didn’t like small dogs (with the exception of Jack Russell Terriers and Rat Terriers (she had a mix between these two).

This conversation made me realize that there are approximately four main gangs/classes of dog owners/lovers and it seems like rivalry between the different gangs of dog owners is almost as fierce as the rivalry between dog owners/lovers and cat owners/lovers.

Gang 1: Big dogs only. Nothing smaller than 50 pounds…if that small.

Gang 2: Big dogs, but smaller “non-yappy” dogs such as Jack Russell Terriers and the like are allowed. This gang is possibly a splinter group of Gang 1.

Gang 3: Small dogs only. Nothing larger than a Cocker Spaniel is allowed, but most of these owners/lovers specialize in toy dogs.

Gang 4: All dogs. The members of this gang often have to explain their love for small dogs to Gangs 1 & 2 and their love for large dogs to Gang 3. I used to belong to Gang 3 until I got Buddy. Now I’m happy with my membership in Gang 4.

I’m sure there are other, more specialized gangs, but I don’t know whether to consider them splinter gangs or give them full gang status. What do you think? What gang do you belong to?


Back to School

On the 10th I started classes at our Tech School. I’m taking Graphic Design. Thus far I’ve been enjoying it. The teacher is really sweet and my classmates aren’t too bad. With the exception of the teacher, I’m the oldest in both sections of the class. That being said, most of my classmates are high school students. I’ve gotten to know a few of them and have even befriended one or two. Still, I had been hoping that there would be another person closer to my age in my class.

Oh well…that’s fine. I find hanging out with the younger people refreshing and sometimes even amusing. I had forgotten what it was like answering to your parents 100% of the time; what it was like being punished, having my phone taken away from me (which is something that never happened, but probably because I never used my phone a whole lot except to call my parents).

I find that I prefer being an adult; going to bed when I want to; not having to worry about my parents taking my phone if I text after nine at night or before eight in the morning. I do have to say, being with these kids have made me appreciate being “old.” I would not want to go back in time and be a teenager again. Or even be in my early twenties for that matter.

I know, I’m weird. I’ve always been wired a bit differently. Despite battling with depression, I try to look on the bright side. I guess I do that because if I don’t, I’d probably kill myself.

I go to class all day, with an almost two-hour lunch between the morning session and the afternoon session. I worried about my dogs, but I don’t think they realize that I’m even gone. They spent most of the day outside prior to me going back to school and their schedule hasn’t changed much, if any, since I started.

Since class has started, I might not blog as often. I know, compared to what. It’s not that I have a whole lot of homework, but I sit in front of a huge computer screen all day and I don’t always want to be in front of one all evening as well. But you never know. I might have more to blog about.

Anyway, until next time…old dogs can learn new tricks, so have fun learning.


Birthday!!!.

Today I turned the big 3-0 and to celebrate it my dad and I went to the Oklahoma Aquarium. I took lots of pictures, but this one is my favorite (despite the fact that there is a huge glare in the middle of the shark). This is the shark that I got to pet. If you’ve never petted a shark, the only way I can explain it is they’re soft and squishy. It was almost like petting a newborn puppy.

Apologies for the big glare. I didn’t realize I had the glare until I got home, else I would have taken a better picture.

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He is my Squishy