Today is Piper's 7th anniversary of being officially ours. She's pretty darn amazing, even though she's the worst. She hates most people, except:
- Anyone at the vet
- Anyone at the kennel
- Anyone at the DIY dog washing place, Wags & Whiskers
- Me and my husband
I get it - some days I'm pretty fed up with mankind. Especially when they're acting man-not-so-kind.
That said, things here are good. We are moving in our offices from the south wing to the north wing, and I am firmly ensconced in my new cube.
Actually, let me pat my own back - I moved my own desk over. I can schlep just as well as anyone, and it's my stuff - so, I did. And OK - the IT guys had to hardwire me in, but the facility dudes were super happy with me.
This princess rescues herself. I can open my own jars, kill my own spiders, and change my own tires. So no, if I can get things set up without help, I'm going to.
If I can give you any life advice... be nice to people who have the hard jobs, because they deserve it.
And rescue a dog from your local Humane or Animal Rescue group - because they deserve it, too.
*But I wouldn't trade her for anything. Ever.
Every dog, especially the asshole dogs, just needs the right person.