Save the Puppies

So, I was at my parent's house today, spending my Saturday off just chillin,' when all of the sudden I hear this knock at the door. I yell "come in!" because I'm expecting my sister Lee Ann to show up any minute. My lil' sis chides me because I guess it could be biker dudes, or someone else we wouldn't want to come into our house. So as my mother gets up to answer the door I look out the window. There is a little person at the door, and at first I think it's my niece, but then I remember that my sister isn't bringing any of her kids with her. I follow my mother to the door just as my sister's chihuahua rushes out the in a flurry of activity jumping up and barking at the small child standing at our door. She is flustered for obvious reasons. I start to get excited because I think she's selling candy. I love buying candy from children. I remember how shy I was in elementary school, and how I was too afraid to sell anything at peoples' doors, so I like making it easier on the little guys. Plus, I like candy, and I feel more justified in eating it when I've acquired for a good cause. I actually remember broaching this very subject with a guy I dated for a while, only it was one of a hundred we talked about that day on the phone and I forgot I'd mentioned it the second it'd left my mouth. The next date we went on he said, "I have a surprise for you." He then drove us by a neighborhood he had passed that day where little kids were selling chocolate bars at a table they'd set up, and he proceeded to buy me a selection of candy bars. That was a good day. Anyway, back to the child at my parent's door.

The dog stopped jumping up and down and started running after her friend riding a scooter down the road. I chased after the dog. As soon as she was back in the house I walked to where my sister and mother and the little girl stood, and we attempted to get out of her what she wanted to say. I asked her what she had there, becuase she was holding a piece of paper, and she handed me the page displayed at the top of the post. She then said some things that I assume were so jumbled because of her traumatic experience with the tiny dog. I very distinctly heard something about "saving puppies," and when I asked what puppies she replied, "we heard people were killing them." I said thank you and she rushed off before we found out which people and what puppies, but I did gain a rather attractive piece of paper that shows my support of their heroic cause. For a while there I thought we were about to be bamboozled into taking a puppy, but alas, such was not the case.

Meanwhile my little sister thinks that her car was broken into last night because she watched Baywatch that night. And right now she "needs a picture of Jesus." (She's in charge of Sharing Time tomorrow in Primary). Luckily only some burned cds and a couple of dog purses were stolen. Man, people are stupid. Don't they know that there are puppies being killed out there?

In other matters; Enablex has a commercial with a bunch of water balloons at a high school reunion. What, the, heck? Who came up with this idea, and how did they get their job? WHO let this happen? Is one supposed to take this drug seriously? That really had nothing to do with anything, but I was rather appalled, so I decided to address it.