New Job, so I'm not going !

I got a job at Petco today as a assistant groomer. I'll be washing and brushing the dogs. In 3 to 6 months I can start training to be a groomer. With out this I'd have to go to school. It's about 32 hours a week. I'll be off every night at 6 and is in Nampa, next to the Costco, Target and across the freeway from Winco! Everyone seems nice there so far.

I'll try and make the 2 jobs work together, but I suspect that I will cut out some hours- hopefully the ones in Boise so it's less driving.

I've also made another decision. I will not be going to the "divorce care" group. Time is so precious and if you're not filling my bucket, forget it! I have other books to read, other people to be with that do fill my bucket. So, the book goes back and the money comes back too! I feel good about this. It makes the decision easier to tell them it's because of a job. I brought treats in last time, so I think that was a good send off!

S.O.D.A.

SODA stands for Save Our Dave Areas. I belong to this group and today 12/13/08 spent 90 minutes picking up poop at Marrymore Park in Redmond. Those in the Dog Walkers Association come the 2nd Sat of every month at the "poop scoop". There's a lot of poop to pick up and it can get pretty gross. I don't have any pictures of that. I know your thankful. As a member of the Association I pay 30 dollars a month to run my business there. Most venders pay $5000 a month to work there, but they give all of us a deal and we donate our money to SODA and help clean up.

With the money collected SODA buys "hog fuel" to re-path the paths in the fall so it's ready for winter. It takes 3 saturdays to finish the piles which cost $800 each. We buy 24! It's really fun. Lots of people are there, with their dogs. I took pictures the last saturday.

Small Blessings and a Monster!

Since my sister and her 2 kids have moved in people think I need a break. What they don't know is that they have their own entrance, living room, kitchen, bathroom, and bedrooms. I've had 2 offers to house sit. One is going to pay because they have 2 dogs. Because of my low paying job I need all the money blessings I can get. I'll make a hundred dollars doing that. Bro and Sis Elder are going to pay me and my mom to drive them to and pick them up from the airport. Then my friend Scott needs a ride too and he'll pay for gas. I'd help out all these people for free.

Sam is the monster. He has a hernia and is getting very thin. A few weeks ago, he wasn't eating, so I was spoiling him with meat and bread and anything else I could think of. We have always fed him left overs and such, but he has gone crazy. He will pull him self up (not an easy task for him) to the table, the kitchen counter, etc. He's grabbed a ham sandwich I made, tried to grab hard boiled eggs, grabbed the bag of bread that I saved just in time and just pulled down a plate of cookies. Nothing can be left close to the edge or he will sniff it out and get it. He'll go through any bag sniffing for food. Parker just watches and usually doesn't get any of the spoil.