Caacba,

I was reading a blog post from sprocketink.com "Five Examples Of Why Dogs Truly Are Man's Best Friends" and it was a great post! The pictures above were taken from that post. The top picture is Hawkeye, the beloved dog of Jon Tumilson, a Navy SEAL and one of the 22 men that were killed when their Chinook helicopter was taken down by Afghan insurgents. Jon's sister took the picture of Hawkeye laying beneath Jon's casket during the service...I need a tissue.

The bottom picture is of Yurt, the dog belonging to Kevin McClain, a terminal lung cancer patient that was in hospice care. Kevin's dying wish was to see his dog one last time...I'm so glad that he got his wish...and that when Kevin passed, Yurt went to a wonderful family that will give him a forever home.

It kills me to see animals mistreated. They give us so much and ask so little in return. How could someone abuse that? People that abuse animals or children are assfaces and do not deserve the love of a dog.

Sucka, I've really been Jonesin' to get another dog. After Dickie Doo left us, I just can't decide which way to go...I could give some wonderful pound puppy a forever home. I have to go to animal control on a day when I'm emotionally strong enough to walk in there and walk out with only ONE dog. I go in to those places and I cry, I get angry seeing all these animals left to fend for themselves (until they are picked up and taken to the pound) and I want to take them ALL home. But I know I can't do that because then you would see me on that show "Animal Hoarders", and I just couldn't do that to the animals! Ha!

Reid has to talk me down after we go in there...all of this because people are too stupid or self-absorbed to take care of their animals. Let them roam around and procreate time after time after time. OR those stupid f*cks that consider themselves "breeders" and are really just small-time puppy mills. OK, Sucka...you know where this is going and I will stop now, before I work myself up again...

"I just can't talk about that right now"

I love you Sucka!
Heather Bee

AAHHHHHHH! Caacba, I can't get this damn jingle out of my head...it's for 10AnchorageCoupons.com. Whoever wrote that jingle needs some advertising awards...it's been stuck in my head for two weeks now...ENOUGH! "You can even win ten thousand bucks..." IT WON'T GO AWAY...

This was the scene in my kitchen this morning...that's what happens when I don't get my coffee...

SWAK, Sucka...

Pictures stolen from a very clever blogger, Becky...you can see more hilariousities at steammeupkid.blogspot.com

Ha! Ha! I thought this was so cute! Gotta love that Postsecret...Sucka, this summer is almost over and I'm truly bummed out about it. It's been a good summer and all, but I'm dreading turning the heater back on at my house. I'm dreading having to plug my car in again. I'm dreading having to keep the doors and windows shut all the time. I'm dreading having to put on a regalia of winter-wear every time I step out of the house (even just to go check the mail!). I'm dreading the days below 20 degrees. I'm dreading...OK, enough of the dread. I've got to learn to love winter. I've lived in Alaska my whole life...you would think I'm over it by now.

Sucka, you sure made living here a whole lot better. Even when we hated it, we could laugh about it! We were so busy having a good time, we didn't notice the -10 degrees! Ha! Ha! I miss my "short bus" friends (you, GiniAnn, Sussan and Dickie Doo)!

So, last night we went walking and over on DeBarr Rd we seen a real nice bike laying in the middle of the sidewalk. Thinking that was rather odd, Reid stops me as we are nearing the scene and points over to a body laying there in the weeds. We walk over and sure enough, there's a man laying there and he's so drunk you can smell the alcohol from six feet away. We decide that there is nothing wrong, he's just so drunk he probably fell off his bike. Then it hit me. I told Reid we needed to make sure he's OK. I know he's OK, but I would feel horrific if it turns out to be some KID laying there and something horrible just happened to him (flashes of how homicidal I would be if someone let my daughter lay there in the weeds and not try to at least help her out). So, I walk over and yell "Are you drunk or do you need help?!" No response. Then Reid says, "Do you need us to call someone for you? Do you need an ambulance?!" The guy starts giggling and mumbling about something and we walk away with a clear conscience, knowing that he's a grown man and he's aware that his drunk ass is laying in the weeds, garbage and spent cigarette butts alongside the highway. I felt better about leaving him laying there at that point.

Sucka, you wouldn't believe how many people feel we need to take care of these homeless drunks in Anchorage! The way I feel about it...and this is from working directly with these people...they don't give a shit about their personal safety being out on the streets, so why should I? And if these "warm fuzzy" people want to help them so badly, they can offer up their own homes and see how that turns out. Ha! That would last about fifteen minutes! Remember how much bullshit went on at Homeward Bound? They have help available to them, but they don't want help...they want another drink. I'll stop here...

Love you, Caacba!
H

Sucka,
It's been a while since I've checked in with you, but it's been an OK summer...nothing too exciting going down, but it's been decent. I had a week off work and it rained every single day. I've really been missing our bike rides...haven't really even took my bike out since you've been gone. Haven't went skiing either. Can't go skiing without my Sucka.

By the way, Jani Lane of Warrant died a couple days ago in a hotel room in California. How tragic and he was only 47. From what I've read in the news, it sounds like he may have done himself in. There was a bottle of booze and some Rx in the hotel room. I don't have any idea what was happening in his life, but what could be so bad that you would kill yourself? I think that is something that every single person on this planet has thought about doing, at one point or another, but usually after a day or so passes you feel differently about stuff...but I'm no expert on the subject, so I'll keep my thoughts to myself on that...but why? And he has 4-5 kids that will have to live with his decision also...it's so sad all the way around.

But, his music will live on forever, and that's a good thing...

RIP Jani Lane

Love you, Caacba!
Hadda Bee