Do I get an A now??

So, a friend found a very creative way to let us know how our blogs were going.. I personally found it to be encouraging. So, here I am posting about my boring life once again. Let me begin by telling you all that if you don’t want to hear me talk about these boring things.. My new dog etc. then you should probably not read this.. It’s the little x in the top right corner of your screen.. Now, I’ll continue..

My dog.. His name is Noel, yes I said HIS. He is a German Shepard, Akita mix.. He is so very beautiful. His owners have had him since he was born and he’s four now.. They kept him inside and his owner loved him very much. His owners wife however grew tired of him and took him to the pound or the shelter or whatever.. They were going to put him to sleep because he had been there too long.. He is a big dog.. 100+ pounds, and they didn’t think anyone would want a dog like that and after a while they put them down.. Well it was getting close to his time so this very nice lady that does dog rescues heard about him and went and got him from the shelter.. So, I went to see him Sunday and when I got there and the girl brought him out he was beautiful. He loves me too.. That was a big plus since I am not a dog person and dogs don’t normally like me.. My oldest daughter loves dogs and she wanted one since I just got rid of the two that were here when we moved here. So anyway, he followed me around and I walked him, (he actually walked me) and when I thought about it I thought he was really too big, and used to being inside (he was so clean that he didn’t smell anything like a dog) and I just didn’t think I could have a dog in my house.. Well I went to leave and he was sad and stuff so I told her if he would get in my van I would take him.. She told me that he didn’t like riding and that she really had a hard time getting him in to bring him to the animal hospital.. They had to muzzle him and everything. So, I opened the back door to the van and said, ‘C’mon boy, let’s go home..’ and he jumped up in my van and here we are.. He stays inside.. Yes I now have a big inside dog.. He sleeps at the foot of my bed.. He cries when I leave in the morning and he waits for me to come home in the afternoon.. If I leave, he lays beside the door waiting for me to come home.. It’s really sweet and I don’t know what to think about it so I just accept it. I never thought I would have an inside dog but he’s like a big baby. He’s lying at my feet now. I love him.
Next, I am beginning to feel at home in my house now. The game room helps.. I really like the extra space.. I thought I would miss my old house more than I do but this one is growing on me.. We start construction on the down stairs next weekend.. Yay. I am happy bout all that work let me tell ya.
I guess I am done for now.. I would keep going on and on about things none of you care to read but I just don’t think I will tonight.. I think I am going to go upstairs and get ready to go eat some pizza.. Maybe I will bore you all again tomorrow.

I’m out.

P.S. To a special friend: I am already proud of you..