Found a place for the dog- I'm going to board her at a nearby kennel. I've never boarded her before, but I'll probably have to during some long trips in the next year or so, so I figure, let's try it. It all fell into place today- found the place, made a reservation, got info on the kennel cough vaccine she needed to get, went to the vet and got it. The ladies at the desk at the vet loved showing off the big "AGGRESSIVE" and "WILL BITE" stickers on Twinkie's file to everybody in the waiting room. If she weren't shaking uncontrollably at the time, I think Twinkie would have been proud. "THAT'S RIGHT, BOOOOOI! DAMN IT FEEL GOOD TO BE A GANGSTA". Although it's hard for a fat chihuahua to be a gangsta once the vet muzzles her and starts poking around. I can thankfully report that Twinkie is in great health.

Oh, and it's my birthday. Happy birfday to me! My last birthday as an unmarried woman. I must be getting oooooold.