Shepherding the Shepherd

Ugh I am so tired. I got 5 hours of sleep, which is pretty good for most people (or maybe I’m the only one who sleeps around here), but I usually operate the best on like 10, so I’ve been acting like I’m high the whole day, according to my friends.

Anyway! The reason I’m so tired is that cute German shepherd you see above. I found her in my backyard yesterday as I was about to let my own dog out, and as soon as she saw me, she ran toward me as if totally deprived of human interaction. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for her and walk her around the neighborhood asking people if the knew whose dog she is, but no one knew.

She walked with such grace it was weird. But that’s probably because I’m used to my fat dog clunking around with about as much agility as a Vogon from Hitchhiker’s Guide. It’s just sad. The dog looks like Jabba the Hut compared to the shepherd.

So anyway after it was getting dark and I was tired from walking I stood outside my house thinking something like “what do I do what do I do what do I do” (I was home alone) before conjuring up this brilliant plan to sit outside with the dog and see if anyone comes looking for her.

They didn’t, and I ended up sitting in the cold for an hour, thinking about how idiotic of a plan it was. I hate being cold. I’d rather be hot than cold. But at least I got some homework done.

Well I finally went inside with the dog to wait for my parents to come home. I had a water dish in one hand and the laptop in the other, and somehow the two combined a little, and the bottom of my laptop got a little wet. This happened while my dog and the stray greeted each other, making me nervous about any hostility between them. I had so much on my mind I almost didn’t care about the laptop.

After the stray sniffed every corner of the house, I was finally able to get some homework done, so I fired up my laptop, which gave me an error message, beeped a little, and then started running tests on itself. I was kinda like “Wha.. what? What the crap?!” before remembering the water. Ahhhhhhh frick. I at least need the computer to last until the end of the school year, and then it can take a bath and beep and run tests and do whatever the crap it wants, because I’m getting a new one for graduation.

Well about this time my parents came home, and although they like dogs (or at least my dad does), they did not want her staying with us. So she stayed the first night. But that was after we took her to the vet to see if she had a microchip, which she does, but it wasn’t registered, which kinda defeats the purpose of the chip.

But the dog was taken in to the vet 3 weeks ago as a stray, so we were given the number of the person who found her, who then gave us the number of the owner. Yay! She’s saved! But it was getting late and we didn’t actually call the people until the morning.

So we had an extra dog for the night, which my mother wasn’t too happy about, and I named the dog because I didn’t want to call her That Dog. I know Bailey is a really common dog name, but my friend’s dog is named Bailey, and I really like that dog so I was like why not? Although now that I think about it, I wish I had named her after a dog anime character. Or maybe just a Japanese female name.

So today after school my mom and I drove Bailey to her owner’s house, who was this Mexican looking man with a little kid. Bailey put her head on my lap most of the way there. …All of 5 minutes. But it was still sad!

When dog and master were reunited, I found it slightly weird that Bailey seemed a little cautious of the man at first, especially since she was so friendly with me. And then he led her to a small, fenced in part of his yard with another smaller dog. I assume Bailey is left in there for most of the day and overnight, which is really sad because Bailey hates being alone. I secretly hope she gets out again and finds her way back to me. I’d return her of course, but not before loving her up a bit.

And apparently, Bailey doesn’t have an official name, but the man’s two-year-old calls her Christen.

Oh yeah, so yesterday when we got back from the vet, I checked on my laptop, and low and behold it had whined and screamed itself to sleep. There wasn’t an ounce of juice left in its battery. …or gram of juice, or whatever the crap the appropriate measurement is for laptop battery juice. So after plugging it in, I turned it on and it… okay well my laptop has a name: Daisuke, after the main character in DNAngel. Anyway, Daisuke was completely fine and I was able to do my homework. But it took a while to do and I ended up staying up until 1.

So that’s my big adventure, and that’s why I’m so tired today!

…I’m going to bed now.