Thanks!

Thank you all for the comments and support on facebook, twitter and the many other network sites that I use. I have appreciated it! Now I am just trying to focus on finding work, finishing school and a bit on making new pictures... so be looking forward to new posts!

Is it really so difficult to be Positive?

Okay, it has almost been a week since my baby Rocco (English Bulldog) passed away. It is hard to walk through the halls or even sleep in my room without thinking of him... I miss his snoring at night, the way he would slowly walk down the hall, occasionally bumping into things, and of course his cuddles! I still miss him dearly, and today, William and I began growing some flowers that we will plant near his grave.. It is very different without my poky little friend, but I am trying to be more positive... 

On Tuesday (the day after the horrible Valentine's Day), Diego and I went for his immigration appointment. We were told that we didn't have enough evidence that we were "together" for love and I was asked to get affidavits from family and friends as well as any other information that would show that we are truly together. Once I have these papers then hopefully Diego will finally be able to get his Green Card...

Continuing on about the trying to be positive thing... I have decided that I am going to try and lose some of this weight... I am "secretly" exercising about 30 minutes - an hour each day and trying to be more healthy... although I think it may kill me! So, I will try to keep it up and maybe write about it here sometimes... but I kinda prefer to keep this type of subject more private.... 

Okay.. now to something that has been bothering me... This is a question for 100's of Oklahomans.. (and possibly other Americans...) WHY DO YOU ALL CALL YOUR DOGS TANK?!?!?!?! That is the worst name you could ever give an animal and yet almost EVERYWHERE I look in this state there is a dog named Tank.... Mucca's name was "tank" when we got him... Apparently my poor Rocco's name was originally "Speicher" which in German means "tank" ... not to mention there are at least 2-5 animals on craigslist everyday whose name is TANK... are you people really that unimaginative? That is about the same as calling a dog "Spot".... it is getting old people... 

Now I am done with my little rant... I will be taking Taylor to school tomorrow in Oklahoma City so I guess I should be getting to sleep... Hope you all have a great President's Day Weekend!

The Worst Week Anyone Could Ever Have...

Yesterday, February 14th, 2011, should have been a great day and wonderful start of the week... My day began with a small gift and card from my wonderful husband... but ended in tragedy. My English Bulldog foster sadly passed away. I have only had him for 2 months, but he has certainly left a large impression in my heart. I have cried almost continuously since I found him.

Rocco was a wonderful dog that wanted no more than to just be fed, petted, kept warm in the winter and cool in the summer. He loved staying close to us and always wanted a cuddle. Rocco never barked and since he was neutered he didn't have hardly any accidents in the house. He was perfect when I gave him a bath once every 2 weeks and just stared up and looked at me with love in his eyes, grateful that there was someone who was caring for him. He had previously been given up and I found him in a shelter who had taken wonderful care of him. From the moment I saw him, I knew it was love at first sight. He was the perfect canine companion and he will be truly missed. I know that he is in a better place now where he can hear and see perfectly, and hopefully I will get to see him again one day... but until then, he will stay in my heart and my memories.... and I hope he continues to rest in peace...