My Life Is Random

My day has certainly not gone as planned.  It was supposed to be a calm Tuesday.  Work was supposed to be slow.  The evening was supposed to be some laundry and a nice relaxing treadmill run while catching up on some TV.  

"If you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans."

~Woody Allen~

Not even close.

I came in to work to a computer that, from what I gather, needs to be exorcist-ed.  Fortunately it's nothing that I did and it can be fixed....with a lot of time and effort.  It has pretty well eaten the entire day and it still isn't fixed.  And did I mention that I have a large project due Friday?  Yup.  *Begin panic attack*  I know there are many Mac lovers out there, but I would like to throw mine out the window.  Not even drop.  Throw.

And it seems that my evening will be a bit shot now as well.  But it's for a good reason and kind of the saving grace of a very long day.  As you know, I am a huge dog person and a huge proponent of rescue dogs.  We adopted a pup from Hope Animal Rescue at the end of December.  It now appears that we'll be fostering a new pup for a few days as well now.

Meet our new temporary addition.

A dead ringer for our Orion.

The above picture is the only one I have of him right now.  I'm picking him up after work and we'll be caring for him until Fella's dad can come to meet (and fall in love) with him on Thursday.  One pup is more than enough in our house, but I could not tolerate the stupidity and cruelty of humans in this situation, so here's the scoop....

The above puppy is part of a pointer/black lab litter.  He's twelve weeks old.  The owner's pointer wasn't spayed and became pregnant by a neighborhood black lab.  He tried to get rid of as many as possible, but as of a few weeks ago was left with two.  A friend of a friend's father decided to give his daughter a puppy.  When they went to pick one out the owner told them that whichever one they didn't take, he was going to put down.  He didn't want a puppy in the house anymore.  (This infuriates me to no end).  So the father and daughter took both, but the father gave the daughter a deadline that if she didn't give the extra puppy away, he would have it put down.  That deadline is this Friday.  This poor girl was desperately posting on facebook when Fella's best friend saw the post.  

This puppy has had his entire life on borrowed time.  He's twelve weeks old.  He's done nothing wrong and he's going to be put to death for it.  That's when we moved into action.  Fella's dad has been thinking about getting a new dog for a while and he fell in love with this story and the photo.  So, we'll be watching him until Fella's dad can come to town and pick him up on Thursday.

I know that I can't save every dog.  But this one I can.  

And that's why even though today did not go anything like I had planned, it is a good day.