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2 December 2003
Well, Thanksgiving and my 32nd birthday have both come and gone. My computer has been moved downstairs, and I've gotten re-addicted to EverQuest (aka EverCrack). I currently am playing a level fourteen druid wood elf named Ginolweyne (the game named her, not me) and I am having a blast! It's a nice escape from what has become a tiresome job for not enough pay. I know, that's everyone's complaint, right? Anyway, Candy and Josh and I play EQ most nights, and I think it's even going to be good for my marriage. Scott gets to have his time alone, gets to watch whatever he wants on TV, and I get to kill orcs. What could be better?
Liz goes in for a dental on Friday, and will go with Hunk on Wednesday for a blood draw. The old gal's been moving kinda slow lately and I'm getting worried. I'm trying to tell myself that it's the weather or the fact that she was without glucosamine for about 2 weeks...but then she looks at me and it's almost more than my heart can take. Sometimes she's happy and bouncing around the den and sometimes she seems unable or willing to get up from her dogbed. Anyway, we'll see if she can handle the surgery. Dr. D seems to think that she can, and if so she'll be a happier pup. I wish she had taken all of Liz's teeth out the first time! Jeany needs a dental too, but that will have to wait for some more $$ to build up.
I really hate that we have to put off stuff that needs to be done because of $$, but that's just life right now. Hunk ran into the railing downstairs last Thursday and ended up with a nosebleed. Folks with money would rush him to the e-vet without a second thought. We decided to keep an eye on him and call our vet the next morning if needed. Insert loud sigh here. We do the best we can, and I don't think anyone can say that we don't adore our animals.
The CGC mess is churning up again. Man, do I ever understand that line from the Godfather movies about being pulled back in!! Thanks to Amy Lyn reminding me how much CGC meant to me in the beginning, there is now somewhat of an email war going on between the board members about whether or not I'm still a member and whether or not my amendments to the bylaws will be accepted blah blah blah. I'm definitely not interested in starting yet ANOTHER adoption group, but if some major changes could be made within CGC I'd be glad to continue volunteering there. They have to be major, though. Apparently the stubborn streak that plagued me and my parents throughout my childhood has returned. I will return to the scene and resubmit the amendments to the bylaws that I really did work hard on...and if they are overturned, not allowed to be discussed, or otherwise dismissed then I'm done. I really don't want CGC to be dissolved, especially because the assets would not be going to a greyhound organization but to an all breed rescue that was picked soley on the basis, I think, of Tavette's friendships with members of that group. Blah. How do I get myself into these things? I do feel a bit more confident, I admit, with Amy Lyn firmly in my corner. She's got a desire to see CGC turn into a thriving, properly run adoption group, just as I do, and she definitely has lit a fire under the board to see that it gets done. Doesn't hurt that she works in an office full of lawyers, either!
I guess I should cut this off before I say any more. Apparently according to one lawyer that was asked, email is now admissible as legally binding documentation, so I'm sure this blog would be nothing but fodder. At least the dogs and cats are well, I am well, Scott is well...that's all that really matters in the long run.
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