Now that my blog is already a total downer.....

SO I got robbed of a puppy this weekend. Not once but TWICE.

I found out that I can't have new puppies at my apartments complex so I need to get a dog like...yesterday to make sure it's old enough when I move in. I am not one to be forced into dog-motherhood by outside forces, but I found the cutest dog ever online this Friday night. Her name was Molly(more on that) and she was a pug-chihuahua-terrier mix which translated to looking like none of those breeds, but a sweet teeny white and tan English bulldog with a smooshy nose. SO STINKING CUTE!!!!

So I go visit her at Petsmart Saturday morning and long story short I made it to the top of the list and she was mine. Only prob- all prospective parents need a home visit from the rescue agency. They were supposed to stop by and look and leave the dog with me right after the Petsmart event closed. So I waited at home. Dee deee. Check watch.....an hour passes. It sure must take alot of time to pack up puppies in crates.....crickets chirp... paint dries... So finally my mom produces the rescue president's card out of her purse which we have been looking for for an hour. I call her. Where is Molly? She says.....uh.......you don't have your dog yet??? Let me call the lady who was gonna drop her off.

So ten minutes later......OOOPS!!! The lady drove your dog over to the house of another applicant further down the list cause she got the applicants order mixed up. Sorry!!! Want an adult chihuahua consolation prize?? No? Ok bye!

So I miss my evening plans waiting around and don't get my precious dog. Woe is me. What a disorganized pain!!! My heart is ripped out. Blah Blah.

Then like an hour later she calls again. Ummmm....you wanted the pug Molly right? Not the shepherd Molly? I say yes....the pug was supposed to be mine. So she says........OH MY GOODNESS!!!! I made a huge mistake. We didn't give your dog away!!!! I can be at your house ASAP if you want!! I say no- you can just come tomorrow. That's fine. So we arrange to meet at noon.

I go buy my dog a collar and leash, food, a bed. And spend all night thinking of puppy names and typing up a list.

So this morning at 11:30 she leaves me a voicemail that OOOOPS!!! She did give my dog away. And OOOPSSS!!! A tragic accident this morning killed the brother of my dog so there's no other options. And she can't talk now- she's too scarred by the accident.

Seriously? SERIOUSLY!!!??? I mean she got me mad the first time she screwed up. Really mad. But to call me and reconfirm I was actually gonna get my dog and still be mistaken???I mean- how did she confirm that she still had my dog? I am not sure how you can be wrong about still having a pug among 10 chihuahuas. Especially after spending an hour double checking. And to share the unnecessary but painful info that the other puppy died???

My heart got ripped apart 2 times for NO REASON!!!!! GRRRRRR!!!!!

So basically had she been competent in any way I would have gotten my dog at 5 yesterday and the other pup would have gone to a runner-up applicant. But no. She screwed up so badly that not only did the wrong people get my dog, but one died at her house???

Also- apparently they thought they were being cute and cashing in on "Marley and me" and had a litter of pugs(mine) and a litter of shepherds that they all gave the same names all starting with "m" so they were all mollyies and marlies and maggies etc. And they had leftover M chihuahuas from other litters. Ummmm....I think anyone could have said that was a stupid idea. They couldn't even keep track in conversation at Petsmart of who they were talking about.

If I am in a pissy mood for like the next ......year....you all will know why. She has messed up all my "happy places" cause my calming thoughts usually involve cuddling with dogs, and the prospect of my new apartment. Both of which are now tainted.

And no, I don't want to go to the local shelter and get a pit bull mix to fill the void. And yes I have tried to find another cute small dog on Petfinder today and they are all ugly and awful and have behavior probs cause they are the Sunday night leftovers.

And to all you a-holes on craigslist......NO, nobody wants your 3 yr old lab/pit mix now that she's badly trained and you are sick of her and also NO, nobody is gonna take her off your hands AND pay a "rehoming" fee of 500 dollars!!!! What the?? A rehoming fee?? Sorry Billy Ray, your idea of how to get more drinkin' money crapped out.

AAAHHHHHHHH!! The humanity!!!!!!!!

Further Evidence that Mean People Suck

So today I was minding my own business, driving along trying to go to the mall to avoid traffic. Yes- that is my justification. I could spend an hour shopping or and hour mad at people parked on 75. I chose the mall. So anyways....

I am driving into the parking lot and an elderly lady visibly limping/hunched over starts to cross the road in front of me. I stop to wait for her to cross the road and a dude in a silver mustang(that car is a WHOLE other blog topic) pulls up behind me. The car waits a split second and then lays on the horn. What the???!?!! I turn to look behind me in disbelief. SERIOUSLY??!!! I can't wait for the lady to cross the road?? Are you kidding me? The old lady stopped and glared in his general direction. 

Later I went home tonight and watched a TV show "What Would You Do?" for a special Dateline segment where they had a hidden camera to see if people would intervene in different bad situations.  What was awful to me was realizing the actors they hired to play the complete jerks were so accurate to real life. One of the situations was a baby left in a car in hot weather. I remember my dad laying into a woman at a Hobby Lobby parking lot when I was in high school. She was getting out and left her newborn in the car seat and like an 18 month old climbing around the seats and just walked off toward the store. He was all....um...excuse me but are you intending to leave your kids in the car? Of course she was and she then tried to lay into him for interfering a la Dateline. Never one to mince words when defending truth and right, I believe my dad used words like CPS and police, child abuse, jailtime, citizen's arrest, and foster care, and she got back in her car and drove off. 

I also was introduced by my dear sister to the joy of Jeana's son Shane on Real Housewives of Orange County. For any other non-watchers this charmer is a 21 yr old minor league ball player which puts him above the other kids in the series because he at least is pursuing a career-ish. His mom and little brother and another housewife friend flew to Chicago to see him play. So he wasn't in the original lineup so he texts his mother something to the effect of "Don't you %^&^come here or I'll kill you" . Her friend is HORRIFIED he talks to her that way and they go to the game anyways. It is a meet and greet for all the fans so they go to see him before the game. He screams obscenities at her in front of the small kid fans and storms off the field. Then after the game- he actually plays after a lineup change and is MVP. So at a celebratory dinner he tells people not to talk to his mother because she is loud and annoying and they need to teach her a lesson. Then he tells her that she is lucky he didn't hit her in the face with a bat for disobeying him and coming to the game. Then he tells her he wishes she were on life support so he could pull the plug already and get his inheritance and stop working. And he says all of these things with obscenities laced throughout in front of even more friends of hers and their small children and his girlfriend(what is she thinking??). I was so sickened by him. And what's worse  is his little brother is talking to mom that way too. 

My sister has a natural selection idea for cars where you install a paintball gun on cars so you can hit them when they drive like freaks and then you will be able to see the accident causers coming from their paint job. She also thinks you should earn your car with driving skills so that bad drivers get a used pinto etc. I LOVE this idea but I wish it worked for people too. I wish all of the jerks I saw today had gotten paintballed to mark them forever as the selfish evil people they are. 

It was a depressing day for humanity for me. I don't know how some people grow up to treat everyone so badly.  Can't people just live by the golden rule? How can you miss the "let old ladies cross the street" lesson? No one doesn't know that? And who A) cusses out their own mother and B) does it in front of her friends and little kids. Who doesn't know you don't drop f-bombs in front of kids?  I want to hit that Shane dude so bad right now. I guess violence would maybe make me one of them too though. 

I am just not one to sit down and let injustice pass me by. I am totally a girl with white knight syndrome. I am a defender of innocents. In elementary school I made a well-thought-out decision to punch out my little buddy across the street for trying to play dangerous stunts on my sister and his little sister. And I am NOT violent at all. I just knew it was his only form of communication so I was willing to get beat myself to show him he didn't scare everyone and I would fight back for the little kids. In high school I was a goody two shoes who only got in trouble really once for defending fellow students getting screwed over by an unfair teacher. My teacher I think was afraid to follow through and send me to the principal cause my case was so solid she WOULD have gotten busted. In college I threw out a roomie's boyfriend for treating her badly. 

Grrrrrrrr! Stuff like this just chaps my hide. I need to go watch some L&O and see some perps prosecuted. See some vicarious fictional justice. Dun Dun.