I wish I was clever...

I made waffles for breakfast today. I didn't care for them, but dad said they were good. Whether or not he said that to make me not feel bad about them I don't know, but I would like to try a different recipe. So, while I was eating my waffles, we got a call. From a lawyer. For Sara. He said that if she doesn't call him today then he will call the police. That's kinda scary. I told this to dad and asked if I should go wake her up since all she does is sleep constantly, but he told me not to worry about it. It's her problem. I still feel bad about it though, but maybe this is what she needs to get going...

Rach and I were supposed to start school yesterday but they canceled the damn class. That sucks so much. I know things kind of work out better this way, but still, I just wanted to finish everything up and be done with it.

So, the word on Jaxi: it's not her hips that are popping out, but her kneecaps. They slide out of the socket and make it impossible for her to bend her leg. The vet recommended kenneling her for ten to fourteen days to help immoblize it and give her legs a chance to heal and recover from the inflammation. If that doesn't work, the only other thing they can do is surgery. About $5,000 for both legs. Needless to say, we don't have that kind of money. Poor dog. She's in her kennel now looking all sad and pathetic 'cause she doesn't understand why she is in there. Hopefully she will get better.

I'm in a creative mood. I haven't completely decided what I want to do. Either paint: oil, room, or on the computer (cg), or I can draw...Well, whichever. I'm off!