I’m hoping no one acknowledges that it’s my birthday. No I’m not trying to act like the attention seekers who say that but actually want people to celebrate it. I honestly hate being the center of attention. No joke, my friends are more excited than I am which is quite sad when you think about it. I was sorta glad that my sister was going to come crash at our house this weekend, cause that meant we couldn’t celebrate it.
I have a shitload of stuff I have to do also, on the plus side Shea is bringing me my first stretchers for my ears. Something to actually excited for.
Kotie got out of his collar and I ended up having to chase him around the area until the neighbors brought their dog out and he went towards them. The bitches daughter was outside so we’re probably going to get tattled on. If that happens I’ll fucking scream at her about her stupid rat always coming after my dogs and starting a fight. Stupid bitch