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I've had a hard time thinking of anything to write about lately. Until yesterday - I watched Animal Cops on Animal Planet, and I also watched Oprah yesterday. I had the day off. Oprah had a special with Lisa Ling on it about puppy mills.

I don't know if I was super emotional, or if it was because I had Dakota with me, but they did a piece on animal shelters that had to euthanize dogs because there were too many, medical problems, or they just weren't socialized. That particular day, the shelter they were at put down 18 dogs. It made me start crying when I saw them putting one of the dogs down.

I just don't understand how some people operate. They think it's ok for these dogs to live in cages all their lives, pump out a litter every cycle, not have any contact with humans, or just plain run away and end up having to be killed because no one wants them.

I urge you all to do something - adopt a pet, spay or neuter your pet, or just plain contact your legislators to let them know how cruel puppy mills are. We can all make a difference.

Sigh...I just...don't get it, I guess.


Currently Reading: Mistress of the Art of Death by Ariana Franklin

"I never thought it was such a bad little tree..."

"I just don't understand Christmas, I guess. I like getting presents and sending Christmas cards and decorating trees and all that, but I'm still not happy. I always end up feeling depressed." - Charlie Brown



I'm fairly certain that Chuck got it right here. I really know of no other way to describe it than the above quote.

I've actually been quite uncharacteristic this week - I've baked cookies two nights in a row this week, and brought them into work. It's not like I was going to sit down and eat them all! I just felt compelled to bake, so that's what I did. I've had several people tell me I'm nesting. Sigh.

I'm not sure if it's just a combination of things right now, but I've had some trouble concentrating at work lately. My mind wanders elsewhere, and I just can't focus. In this respect, I just haven't done a whole lot. I know this - but it turned up in what I assume was supposed to be a joke toward the end of my day today. A co-worker of mine mused "Sometimes I wonder if you do any work." Ouch. I know that person probably meant it in a joking fashion, but man that statement ended up stinging. Even though I know I haven't been motivated at work, it still hurts when someone else comments on it. So, if anyone has some ideas for how to get me motivated at work again, please let me know.

It's just me and Dakota this week. I have grand plans to rearrange my apartment this weekend, throw out all the garbage, and do some reading. We'll see how productive I actually am.