First Post/Dog- and Housesitting for Tempe and Ben
Well, Ben has finally initiated me into the "blogging" subculture. It seems like a good way of getting info out to all the important people in my life without having to recount every little detail of a situation (like AV's run-in with a car today) five or six times. Hell, I may even have friends, like APO and Rhoer alumni that I rarely see or talk to, read this weblog and contact me, or at the very least get up to speed on the goings-on in my life. I'll try to post weblogs on a consistent basis, but don't be surprised if new information appears only once or twice in a given week.
Although it is now technically Sunday, March 31, I spent the day (Saturday, March 30), dogsitting and housesitting for Ben and Tempe, while they drove to Columbia to visit their friend, Spuds, and his new wife, Ashley. It was a fairly uneventful day, until their neighbor, Joe, came over to borrow Ben's digital camera. I opened the front door to let him in, and AV squirmed through, ran straight out into the street at a moving pickup truck, and hit it on the driver's side door. He immediately ran back, began yelping and whimpering, and bit me when I tried to inspect his muzzle, where it had appeared that he had collided with the truck. The driver was so scared that he had injured AV that he was glad to be reassured by Joe that AV was OK. As it turned out, AV had left a bigger impact on the vehicle than it had left on him, and I'm just thankful that the driver is not planning on suing me for damages. Joe noticed that AV was favoring his right hind leg, and that there was a spot of blood above two of his toes. I drove AV to an emergency animal hospital out in O'Fallon, and was relieved to hear that AV's injury was no more than the equivalent of a scraped knee, and that his teeth, gums, etc., were all fine, and hadn't been hurt.
After that scare, I came back to Ben and Tempe's place exhausted, and didn't try to pick up Thomas More's Utopia again, which I had been reading when Joe stopped over. AV seemed really depressed throughout the evening until Ben and Tempe returned around 10:00, but I'm not sure how much of it was a cunning ploy for attention and how much was genuine trauma from the accident. His downturned face and drooping tail did earn him part of a Krispy Kreme donut, however. Just around 8:00, I was saying to myself what a shame it was that I was over here, at a home with cable with HBO, and that Six Feet Under wasn't playing. Little did I know that HBO reruns episodes of this favorite show of mine, which are new on Wednesdays, every Sunday evening at 8:00. This made for a good wind-down to an otherwise stressful afternoon.
In the next few days, I plan on posting stuff regarding my graduate school application process, the books that I've been reading, my family and friends, Alpha Phi Omega, Pi Pi Rho, Illinois College, and Greater St. Louis Area Council summer camp staff.
