Oh...you don't care what I've been doing? Hmmm. Well, I'm going to tell you anyway. My first "personal" blog post I guess?
Over Memorial Day weekend I went to my first EVER convention. Yes...I have opened the convention doorway and I don't see myself ever coming back out. The husband and I had a great time geeking out with fans of Stargate and Doctor Who. Plus, we got to meet one of the Stargate: Atlantis actors which was a treat.
Actually our unfortunate postponement actually turned out in our favor. See, we have been having an issue where somebody(ies?) has been dropping off unwanted pets at our house. The weekend we were to have our sale, we met this puppy -------->
The second young pit bull puppy to be dropped off at our house in as many months. Both pups have been super friendly and scared. We named this latest pup "Brigid" and she wanted nothing more than to adopt us and live with us forever. It broke our hearts that we couldn't afford to feed her and our two current dogs. The shelters two counties over were full which left us with the Humane Society as our only option.
Now, I have enough soapbox ranting that will fill another post so I will try to keep it brief. Suffice it to say, I am NOT happy that there are no No-Kill Shelter options available in this county OR any of the neighboring counties. I am NOT happy that the so-called HUMANE society treated her UN-humanely (largely because she is a pit, I think). I am NOT happy about the mindset of our neighbors when it comes to dogs...we live in a rural area where dogs are viewed at as hunting tools and not much more. I saw our neighbor just pull out a gun and shoot a stray that wandered onto his property (got it in its hindquarters so it didn't die right away...but it did run away to probably die a painful death in the woods)...didn't try to catch it and release it to the Humane Society where at least the unclaimed animals are (supposedly) put down in a humane fashion.
Sounds like fun, eh? Good thing we have a nice sturdy house to hole away in, right? Oh wait...ever read that Biblical parable about the house built on rock vs. the house built on sand? It's found in Matthew 7 verses 24-27: "Everyone then who hears these words of mine and does them will be like a wise man who built his house on the rock. And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house, but it did not fall, because it had been founded on the rock. And everyone who hears these words of mine and does not do them will be like a foolish man who built his house on the sand. And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell and great was the fall of it."
We've only lived here a year and the foundation has dramatically shifted...the floors are sagging around the blocks of the foundation and the roof looks like a pond with ripples. We didn't know this when we moved in, but the landlord had a contractor in to refurb the house and he told them it would be tens of thousands of dollars to refurb this place because of the foundational issues (and this was BEFORE the floods of last year). The landlord said "No way!" to that expense and slapped a coat of paint on the cabinets and didn't tell us of the issues.
We will be glad to be gone.
One man's trash another man's treasure and all that.