The Bug Got The Better Of Me: Meet Our New "Baby"!!

I just realized that I haven't been keeping everyone up-to-date with puppy situation on here. This needs to be fixed immediately!

So, the blog before last was about how I had been bitten the puppy bug, right? Well, at the time that I wrote that I was pretty much 100% sure that Bryan wasn't going to let me get another dog until we were in a house. (Which is probably going to be at least a year or two from now.)

But, I started to talking to him and he agreed with me that our Lorelei seemed depressed. She was born into a litter of 9 other puppies and was used to having them (and three other dogs) around at her foster home before we adopted her. She could care less about humans for the most part and when she isn't acting like she is on crack because she is bored she just lays around and stares into space. But when she sees another dog she goes apesh*t. She LOVES all other dogs. Even if they hate her and are growling at her and trying to bite her she just wants to be their best friend!

Once he realized that she was depressed he started considering getting another dog but wasn't really sold on the idea. He agreed to let me start looking around and at that point I knew I was good to go. Bryan can be stubborn and a pain in the rear sometimes but he really does spoil me and I knew he wouldn't be able to say no if I found a dog I really had my heart set on.

Through a contact I made at work I came across Timmy.



He was a Beagle mix and had been found living with his brother in drainage ditch and had been there all winter. They thought he was only about 7 months old (he is actually over a year) and he was in HORRIBLE shape when he was rescued. Beagle is one of Bryan's favorite breeds and I thought he was cute so we decided to have him come for a sleepover with Lorelei to see if they got along. Well, he had been acting very calm, and shy and didn't want to come out of his crate. We noticed that he had a cough but his adoption agent said that he was perfectly healthy now so we didn't really think we had anything to worry about. He never loosened up and we never got to see how they got along. In the morning I woke up because he was having an extremely bad coughing fit and he ended up coughing up some bile with a little blood mixed-in. Long story short I rushed him to the emergency animal emergency clinic and they found out he had 3-4 different health issues. He was supposed to be fine but was going to have a long recovery time. We decided to foster him until until he got better because the sanctuary he was staying at had pretty poor living conditions. However, after having him for about a week or so he started to aggressive with Lorelei and snapping at her. So, we had to give him to someone else to foster. He was SO sweet to us and we had a VERY rough time letting him go. (PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE read the note at the end of this post!!!!)

Before we found Timmy I had contacted a woman about a Husky I had found on Petfinder.com (Siberian Huskies are BY FAR my absolute favorite breed and I have been dreaming of having one since I was a very little girl. But since Arkansas is so hot they aren't very common here. I refuse to buy a dog from a breeder or pet store for fear that they are really part of an awful puppy mill. Plus, there are SO many wonderful animals living in shelters and elsewhere that are in desperate need of good homes. So, finding a good husky for adoption in this state is really more of a matter of luck than anything else.) She replied and informed me that Bella already had an adoption pending. Well, while dealing with Timmy I heard back from her and she said that Bella's adoption had fallen through and she wanted to know if I was still interested. Bryan and I visited her just a few days later and we fell in love. A few more days later we took Lorelei for a visit to see if they got along and they played for a little bit but Bella was over it pretty quickly. It wasn't the most promising visit but we decided to have Bella come for a sleepover to really see for sure if they would get along or not. The sleepover started off kind of rough (Bella got VERY territorial over some bones and Lorelei's food) but throughout the night she calmed down and her and Lorelei played very well together. So, after a little coaxing, Bryan and I would like to introduce you to our newest "baby". Please meet Bella Felix!



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Timmy is still VERY much in need of a wonderful forever home. He is SO incredibly sweet and would be a GREAT addition to anyone's family. He gets along well with most dogs (Our Lorelei was just a little too much for him while he was sick.) He is recovering VERY fast and should be back to good very soon. If you know of anyone that is interested in adopting this precious boy PLEASE let me know!! I can give you more details about him if you like and the rescue group is willing/able to do out of state adoptions. (His brother is moving to New Jersey this weekend!)

A little side note: I tried to tell Bryan that now that we have a Bella we need to get a male dog and name him Edward. I couldn't even get the whole sentence out before he pretty much said there was no way in H**l that was happening. He knows me so well. hahaha

Soul Mates: To Believe Or Not To Believe?

If you've ever done a survey on myspace I am sure you have been asked the question, "Do you believe in soul mates?"

If you were to ask me this and just wanted a simple yes or no answer I would have to reply yes. However, if you give me the opportunity to explain you might find that I am not the hopeless romantic you might think I am. (Well, I am a hopeless romantic but not when it comes to this.) When it comes to the concept of soul mates in a romantic sense of the phrase I lean more towards a logical view. I don't think there is only one person out there for each and every person on Earth to love. Love is just not that simple. There are varying degrees of love and that makes the idea of a soul mate pretty ridiculous to me. If I truly thought that there was exactly one person on this Earth that I was put here to love and be loved by in return I would probably shoot myself in the head. Because that would be more enjoyable than the agony of trying to find that one person and then doubting/wondering for the rest of my life if he was fact the one. I think that a person meets several people throughout their lives that they could be a good match with. As with anything in life it's all about the decisions you make. Sure fate leads you to the initial meeting with someone but you have to decide where it goes from there. So, throughout your life you meet lots of different people and you have to decide whether or not you want to be with them. Sure, if you love someone, you love someone...and if you don't, you don't. You can't control who you love but you can control who you choose to be with. And I think that if you find a good enough match (and there could be more than one) you can be perfectly happy without all the pressure of making sure you find your soul mate. You just have to find someone compatable that you love, that loves you the way you want and deserve to be loved, and that makes you happy. And that can happen with a lot of different people.

Now, after that long rant you might be wondering why I said yes in the first place. That is because I believe in friend soul mates. I think you can go your whole life and have friends (and even best friends) but never quite find the one that really completes you. This person is someone that makes it seem not as if you were twins separated at birth but in fact that a part of you yourself that was removed at birth. Like they are literally your other half. You meet and it's as if you have known each other your whole lives. You seem to finish each others sentences, think about or do the most random things at the same exact time. Be miles and miles apart but still somehow connected to them. No matter how much time goes by the second you see each other again it's as if you were never apart in the first place. And when you are apart everything just seems off somehow. They are always the first person you want to tell anything to no matter how important or insignificant. Anytime you discover something new or fascinating you just can't wait to tell them. Now, I know that a lot of these things could describe someone that you are romantically in love with. And I am not saying that your friend soul mate and your significant other can't be one and the same. I think that is possible. Extremely rare, but possibe.

Now, don't get me wrong, I love Bryan so incredibly much. Anyone that actually knows me couldn't possibly doubt that. But I don't think that he is my soul mate. My soul mate is actually a girl that we will (and everyone else does) call Kg. I met her in college and she really is my other half. It has never been so easy to around someone. We actually have a lot of things not in common. Our music styles are a little different. Our boyfriends couldn't be more opposite. She's blonde-haired and blue-eyed, I'm brown-eyed and brunette through and through. She desperately wants to live in a big city and I desperately want to live in the mountains. But in the words of Yang on Grey's Anatomy she's "my person". The absolute hardest part about moving to states away from anyone and anything I have ever known is being away from her. Sure, I have made new friends but I will never in my entire life meet another Kg.

Uh Oh! I've been bitten by the bug! (AGAIN!)

What bug have I been bitten by you ask? Well, let me enlighten you. It's the I WANT A NEW PUPPY bug! (Keep in mind that when I say puppy I don't always mean an actual puppy. All dogs are puppies in my mind, no matter how old.) The reason this is bad is because the last time I went through this bug we adopted an actual puppy (about 3 months old when we adopted her). Her name is Lorelei and she is just precious. (She's got some health issues that we are dealing with and she could be more of a cuddler but other than that she is just perfect.) We love her very much but she is costing us WAY more than we had originally planned because of her unforeseen health problems. We have only had her for almost three months now and I am REALLY wanting to get her a brother or sister. She has graduated from the Petsmart Puppy Training class but she could still use some more work. Even though she has calmed down A LOT since we got her and is very well behaved about 90% of the time, she is still very much a puppy about 10% of the time. We probably really couldn't handle another actual puppy right now but I always feel so bad for the older dogs that have been in shelters for years so I am really wanting one of those. And Bryan (my bf/love of my life/room mate) said he would even be okay with adopting another dog right now but he thinks we don't have the space for it. We just moved into an 1,100 square foot two bedroom apartment and to be honest we really don't have the room. But like I said, I have been bitten by the bug and even though the symptoms can lay dormant for a while this infliction will never fully go away until I get a new "puppy". I may have to slowly start wearing him down........

What My Blog Title Is Really All About

All my life I have known that I was destined for something more than ordinary. I never saw myself as the soccer mom who lived with her husband and two kids in suburbia and drove a minivan. Not that there is anything wrong with that lifestyle by any means; it's just not for me. Ever since I was a little girl I have wanted to be famous and travel all over the world. When I was in about 8th grade a friend of mine and I went to a talent audition/call out/scouting; whatever you want to call it. Hundreds of people showed up and I was one of the few that got picked to go to Chicago to meet with several different talent agencies. Of course, the trip wasn't free and my dad thought it was a scam so he wouldn't let me go. (BTW, it was not a scam.) Ever since that day I have always wondered if I missed my shot. Was that my once chance at fame? At the time I had this plan to attend UCLA for either Theatre or Performing Arts but for some reason when it came down to it I ended up going to a college in my home state (Indiana) for Law Enforcement. Quite a switch, I know. And even though I know that is what I was meant to do because it led to me meeting the love of my life and some of the best friends I will EVER have, I am at the point in my life where I start looking back and wondering "What if?". I'm 23 and I guess you could say that I am having my mid-life crisis. (I always have been a little mature for my age.) I tried to go the ordinary route. I moved to Arkansas (nothing too exciting there I assure you.) with Bryan, the love my life, and got my first full-time job. Bryan is a country boy who enjoys a simple life so I figured I would give it a try. After finally fully giving up on my dreams of fame I quickly became depressed. Moving to an entirely new state where I knew asbolutely no one and had to spend the weeks alone b/c Bryan was away at the Law Enforcement Academy didn't help either. Being alone so much gave me a lot of time to think and with me, thinking is never good. I realized that why I was so unhappy was because I was trying to force myself to live a life that I have never wanted to live. I was denying who I truly am. I was trying to accept "reality" and it was making me sad. Like I said before, Bryan likes the simple life and jokingly said one time that he wouldn't be with me if I was famous because famous people were too dramatic and annoying. So, I was worried that it might eventually come down to an either/or situation. Either I give up on my dreams and the future I have been planing since I was pretty much born or I achieve all my dreams without the one person by my side that means more to me than anyone else on Earth. Luckily, after having a serious conversation with Bryan he said that he was actually a little let down with what it looked like a simple life might really be like and that he was willing to stand by me no matter what I decided to do. (See why I love him?) So, pretty much what all this babbling means is that even though my dreams are unrealistic they are what make me who I am and I can't give up on them or myself. My unrealistic dreams will become my reality.