Everybody needs a miracle

I'm a rough, rough diamond, but I cut; I'm a loose, loose cannon, but I know that's what you want.

I'm pretty good at convincing myself of things. Once I start to wrap my mind around some idea, it grows. And the longer I think about it, the more it sticks. I don't mean an "idea" in the sense of a lightbulb appearing over my head. I mean it as in the idea of the way things are... and the way things are going to be. And that's okay. Everything is going to be okay.

I've almost made up my mind about the way some things are going... or have been, rather. I have no confirmation if my ever-growing suspicions are correct, and who knows if I ever will. I'm alright with never knowing if that turns out to be the case.

Good things are finally happening in my life for once, and I am so terrified something is going to ruin all of it. And by "something," I mean me.

Bad things have happened, too... but I've managed to reverse the bad things before they became irreversible...

So on Friday, I woke up and immediately saw a picture of Jimmy (my "dad's" little dog) on a local "Lost and Found Pets" Facebook page. He apparently kept escaping from the pen and killed some chickens. My brother has a serious problem with that because he keeps having to buy more chickens. So my brother took Jimmy to Charlotte (which is pretty far from where he and my dad live) and dropped him off on the street. I got mad because they didn't think I would find out. They knew I wouldn't let them just dump Jimmy somewhere. They were really surprised that I found out about it on Facebook. So anyway, I contacted the people who found Jimmy and got him back (they were mad that he had been dumped...). Now I have Jimmy at my mom's house, but my mom's boyfriend has been bitching about it nonstop. I put an ad on craigslist for Jimmy to go to a good home. One person here in town who is interested has been texting me, but they seem kinda sketchy because I don't know their details (name, age, gender, etc). But! The good news is a dog rescue in Connecticut of all places contacted me (after seeing the craigslist ad) and said if I don't find a home for Jimmy, they will transport him to Connecticut and take him in at their rescue. I'm considering giving him to the rescue because they seem way more legit than the person who is texting me. And rescues always make sure dogs are taken care of and not put down. I'll have peace of mind.

Yesterday, Jonah and I set our dogs up on a playdate. We had talked about it for a long time, and it was really exciting to finally have them meet each other! They got along swimmingly. It was nice because Buckley has been depressed about Jimmy's absence. Because now that Jimmy is at my mom's, the pups haven't seen each other in days.So, that was fun. I love doing things with Buckley and making him happy.