Vacation from my vacation

Apparently, even though you spent about 16 hours driving this weekend, the world does not stop and give you an extra few days to recoup.

Weird.

So I spent the weekend with some of my best friends, former residents, and of course my boyfriend at my undergrad university. The leaves on the trees have changed and the whole drive there was sunny and beautiful. Plus I listened to the book "The Help" while driving, which is great so far. I also listened to two of my lectures that had been recorded. They were not great. But they happened so....that's that.

I had a great time with Harv and my little nephew dog, we took them to the dog park, partially because I am an awesome aunt, but mostly because the dogs were so excited to see each other that we thought they might break something in Mike's apartment. At the dog park I observed some truly moronic behavior. These 3 girls (turns out they are 15 yrs old) got dropped off with one great pyrenees (BIG DOG), one little terrier mix, and one herding/shepherd/pointy earred dog. Then one of the girls carries a small kennel into the dog park and proceeds to dump one small and one teeny tiny puppy out of it, shut the kennel door, and walk to the far end of the park where she and her buddies scream everytime a dog slobbers on them and giggle over their cell phones. Meanwhile, myself, my cousin, Mike, and a few others at the park proceeded to mother the puppies. Not that the other dogs were bad to them, by any means; they were so sweet and gentle with them. But the poor pups were terrified and just wanted someone's legs to stand between. Also when a bunch of 50-90lb dogs are running in a pack, it is very easy for little puppies to get stepped on. After a long while (like 30-45 min) the girls come grab the puppies, tell us they found them on the side of the road, and leave.... Very strange.

But I had a great time with my guy and my dog just hanging out, cooking breakfast, grocery shopping, etc... I miss him more when I see him. It doesn't help that when I get in the car, the dog puts his paws on the window and gives me the most pitiful face on the planet. Gotta love having a long distance relationship with your guy and your dog. But I don't have to vaccuum up the dog hair, so that's a silver lining I guess.

I did play the evil auntie this weekend because my cousin had me trim my poor nephew dogs toenails, and let me tell you, he is a con dog. He jumps as if I am going to cut his entire toenail off. I did nick him, but just barely, because if you have ever quicked a dog (cut the vein in their nail a little) then you know that it bleeds as if the dog is planning to just evacuate it's entire blood supply in the next 5 min. But he barely bled at all, which means he was fine. However, he had me in such a tizzy about picking on my little nephew that his nails were cut progressively less short until his front toenails got barely cut...I got conned, okay? And I knew it, but it didn't matter. My Harvey sat perfectly still except for trying to lick my hand while I did his, thank goodness because I know he could con me big time.

So I am not glad it is Monday, and I don't want to study, but you can only put it off for so long....

Oh yea, but I still love vet school :-)