Superdog!!!!

So after a horrendous trip to the dentist today–THREE cavities (I’ve never had one in my life, then I get THREE?!?!? I think the hygienist is lying)

But I digress. Mae is working late so I decided to go hang with Atticus for a little while. After the best 11 minute ab workout on earth–Slim in 6, kicks my ass every time–Atticus and I head out for a walk. I figured I would get crazy and walk with the pup to a nearby park. We usually just walk around Mae’s complex a few times so this was big stuff for Atticus.

We set off. Mae lives on a main road so we are walking on a tiny little sidewalk with SVU’s whizzing by, causing me to have minor strokes every time the dog moves for fear he will dart into oncoming traffic.

Just as we walk out of death alley and onto a slightly larger stretch of sidewalk a old, crazy white man clad in only a wife beater and pants 17 sizes too big who is surely a clan member starts yelling obscenities at me. Well my fantastic super-dog Atticus AKA. Wolverine starts barking and growling at this old man (we’ll call him Forrest). I seriously thought my little 14.3 pound dog was going to hurdle the fence and rip Forrest’s Nazi flag tattoo right off his arm. Now Atticus loves strangers and always runs right to them. So for him to lose it on Forrest was a big deal. What a good dog! I think he’s a genius!

So we carry on walking to the park. With me picking the dog up and darting across the main road with visions of Frogger in my mind. I kept picturing those huge tractor trailers that flatten that little guy. We finally make it into the park and discover how much better this place is on foot than in a car. It’s called Ellington Agricultural Center, if you live in Nashville check out all the walking trails. After we explore a few trails and Atticus is dying of thirst (I didn’t bring him any water, yes I’m a bad dog owner) we find a river.

Atticus loved this river, he dug up things and ran like a crazy dog for about 40 minutes. I’ve never seen that lazy dog so excited. It was so cute. He and I were, sweaty, covered in mud and river water and I’m sure we looked like hobos or 12 year old kids after a long day.

Atticus was still so excited on the walk home that he practically ran. Since we had gone so slow on the way there I thought we would jog back. So as we are jogging Atticus decides he is going to dive headfirst into a stream that runs alongside the road. He completely immerses himself in the muddy water then leaps into my arms from fright. It looked to funny I collapsed on the side of the road in tears from laughter. So at this points we are sweaty, covered in mud, river water AND grass, out of breathe, and crying with laughter. 

We finally make it home. I know Mae will be seriously irate if she comes home to a nasty, wet, smelly dog. So I know the only option is to bath this poor exhausted creature. I wrestle him into the tub and proceed to get even more wet and stinky (is that possible at this point??) bathing him. I feed the poor animal and he practically kissed me for putting him back in his crate. I am sure he is FAST asleep as I type.

I then get into my car and immediately realize that I am that smell. It’s never good when you can smell yourself! After a freezing cold shower I am thouroughly exhausted and happy. 

What a Nashville day!!!!  

 

Ed. Note- Sorry guys I had video’s but I can’t figure it out just now!

Pausch

I’m a bad blogger, I admit it. It’s pretty silly really, I don’t think anyone wants to hear me spewing love filled happiness or utter despair and rage at the world. So since those two emotions (one had nothing to do with the other, you try being blissful and hate-filled at the same time! NOT EASY) have been pretty much my life the past couple of weeks I have just kept silent.

I just read a post by my good friend and great blogger Mrs. Lilac about this person and it inspired me to say my piece about him.

So I am writing about something completely unrelated to my life at the moment. Randy Pausch. This man is a good example for the love and hate filled people out there. 

I think I would think he was a great inspiration even if he didn’t have terminal cancer and six months to live. This man’s LIFE is the great inspiration. He has attempted and attained most if not all of the goals he set out to; become an imagineer, find the love of his life, and a myriad of other things. 

Pausch describes trials or tests as walls that you simply have to find a way to climb. This phrase in itself inspires me. All you have to do is find a way to fix it, it’s that simple. That’s something tangible that I can understand, most times the problem gets so huge in your head that you can’t see a way around it. This helps me to put it into perspective-every problem can be solved it’s just a matter of figuring out how.    

Pausch also speaks of his wife. At one point she broke up with him saying she just didn’t love him. This is a huge blow for anyone, especially when you know this is your person, the one you want to share your life with. He didn’t let that stop him, just another wall. He stuck by her and now they have three beautiful children and a wonderful life for however long he has left.

This is not even a tenth of the life lessons and inspiring stories Randy Pausch shares in his memoir. Warning: the last two chapters are about his family and are HEARTBREAKING. Keep tissues nearby. The book is called The Last Lecture. Go. Get. It. Now.

It WILL inspire you and touch your heart.

Go now…seriously.