Oh.
My.
Good.
Ness.
AAAAHHHHH!
You will never guess what happened today!!!
A little background:
Today was the day when the rest of the girls in 9th Grade PE went cross-country skiing.
There.
Alright, since you can't guess what happened today, I will tell you.
Thank me.
You're welcome!! :]
It all started...
I was in French.
We were trying to say "She is Canadian" (Elle est canadienne) when Sammy Scoresby's phone started ringing.
"Sammy!" Mrs. Asay said reproachfully. Sammy is her favorite, I KNOW it! "Give me your phone!"
"Sorry, Mrs. Asay...," Sammy said, pulling out her phone, "wait, Amber's calling." (Amber was on the skiing trip)
Mrs. Asay sighed and rolled her eyes.
Sammy opened her phone and put it on speaker.
"Hello?"
"Hello? Sammy? Sammy. Sammy!"
"What, what Amber, I'm right here! What is it?"
"Oh my gosh, you'll never believe what happened!"
"What? What is it!?" Sammy said, looking worried.
"Our bus just got in a car crash!! Oh my gosh!! Augh!"
We were silent.
"Sammy? Hello? Hello-oo?"
"I'm...right...here...," Sammy said faintly.
Mrs. Asay had a hand clapped over her mouth.
What happened? I said silently.
"What happened?" Sammy asked.
"We were just driving along, and suddenly we slammed on the brakes, and there was this terrible screeching. Suddenly there was this huge crash and we all flew forward. I think everyone's okay, just some small bruises, but I'm not sure about the truck. This is a huge bus, and it just crashed into this small truck," Amber said breathlessly.
"Ohmygosh," we all said quietly.
"I have to go, Sammy, we're trying to get everything solved. I'll call you later!"
The phone went dead.
We all started talking at the same time, but we had to get back to the lesson.
Ten minutes later, Sammy got a text.
It said:
'we r fine. the truck is completely destroyed
and there is a huge dent in the front of the bus.
no one was hurt but 2 little girls in the truck had
to go to the hospital 4 medical papers. waiting 4
diff bus.
~Amber~'
Later that day, I was packing up my stuff into my backpack to go home, when my friend, Julie, came up behind me.
I whirled around.
"JULIE!" I yelled joyfully, "You're okay!!"
"Yeah, I'm fine! That was so scary! There was this huge stop, and then this huge CRASH and we all slammed into the front of the seats. I have a headache and my neck hurts, but I'm fine. The scary thing is, is if we were over three more feet, we would've gone in the river, and bye-bye us. We were blessed."
"I'll say! I'm just happy you're okay! I was so scared the whole day!"
We hugged, and walked out together.
Well, I'm just happy that everyone is okay, and that no huge damage was done to people.
I'm so thankful!
Well, ciao for now!
Lizzy
Jan 26, 2010
Jan 24, 2010
Church Catastrophe
Terrible.
Just terrible.
I feel so bad about what happened at church.
It all started when....
My friend, Ashley Bouwhuis (bow-ISS... bow as in, "Bow to me!) isn't in my Sunday School class, but she comes in anyway because there was no other teacher to teach the 14-15 B class. I am in the A class. Today, we got new teachers, Bro. and Sis. Buckles for the B class. Which meant that Ashley had to go.
They came in, picking up the kids in our class.
"McKay, Tyler, and Jake," Sis. Buckles had read aloud from a sheet of paper.
I was holding my breath.
"We also have an Ashley, but they're a boy. We have everyone."
She left.
Ashely sighed in relief.
"Whoa, that was close!"
"Chya," I said.
We started the lesson, with my dad, and his partner, Bro. Linebaugh getting the scriptures we were supposed to read on the chalkboard. Suddenly the door opened.
"Crepes," I muttered under my breath.
It was Sis. Buckles.
"We just found out that Ashley is a girl! We need her," she announced, proud she had eventually found out the correct gender of my friend.
I admit, I got a little whiny.
"Daaad...can't she staaay?" I complained, sticking out my bottom lip.
"Sorry. I'll try to figure something out, but she should go to her real class."
I slumped back in my chair, defeated.
Ashley got up sadly and left.
After Sunday School, we met each other in the hallway.
We talked for a little bit, and then I accidentally (I mean it!) dropped the bomb.
"So how was your class?"
It seemed innocent enough for a question, but Ashley scowled.
"Terrible. I hated it."
"Awww, you missed me!" I teased.
"No, really, it was the worst class I've ever had." She was dead serious. Her face was even turning a bit red.
"I'm sorry! What--"
I was cut off, we had to get into Young Womens.
We sat in the back together.
"What happ--"
I was interrupted again, not because someone had reproachfully shouted, "Lizzy, pay attention!" but because fresh tears were budding and spilling over Ashley's eyes.
I stared in shock.
"I-i-it was th-the worst class...ever!" she hiccuped.
I looked around nervously. No one saw what was going on.
I grabbed her hand.
"Let's go to the bathroom."
She nodded, her face now a bright, blotchy red, her lips pressed tightly together to stop herself from wailing.
I stood up and pulled her from the room to save her from people staring.
We ran down the empty hallways and flung ourselves into the bathroom, bolting into the largest stall for the people in wheelchairs, and locked the door behind us. It was also the stall where people changed for the baptisimal (baptismal?) font, so there was a wooden bench against the wall next to the door.
We sat there while Ashley cried silently.
"Did people tease you? Provoke you?" I asked.
"No! The teachers picked on me!!" she cried.
"I...don't understand."
"Th-they would always call on me for every s-single question, even if I d-didn't know it, and they weren't very n-nice to me!" she sobbed.
Just then the door opened into the bathroom. She stopped crying abruptly.
I peeked through the crack of the door, and stopped breathing.
It was Sis. Taylor, our Mia Maids advisor. She was looking for us.
I turned around in panic, and motioned to be quiet with my finger.
She was peeking in all of the open stalls to see if we were hiding. She started moving towards ours.
"Oh, hello Laura!" a cheerful voice called behind her.
She turned around, distracted.
I breathed a sigh of relief and Sis. Taylor started talking to a woman. After they finished talking, she left.
"That was close!" I whispered frantically.
Ashley nodded.
We stayed in the bathroom a bit more, until Ashley composed herself. We opened the stall door (after making sure no one was inside the bathroom. It would be weird if someone saw two girls walk out of the same stall) and Ashley wiped her eyes.
We then left the bathroom, and silently walked down the hallway to the Young Womens rooms.
I also had a presidency meeting (since I'm secretary for Mia Maids) and I had to stay after because I needed something copied off for me.
Sis. Wetsel (the other leader) managed to corner me.
"I noticed you and Ashley were late for Young Womens. I saw you in the hallway, waiting outside," she nosed.
"Um...well..." I stammered. I didn't want her to know.
"Ashley looked a little...distressed...when you came in. Was everything alright?"
I was trapped.
"Uh, well, she just had a little problem and she was embarrassed...er..."--I had to word this right!--"she asked me to come along with her to solve it."
Oh yeah, I was golden!
"So she's okay now?" she nosed some more.
I nodded fervently.
She seemed satisfied.
I don't care if I tell you this, dear friends, but i just don't want Sis. Wetsel and Taylor to know, because they are WAY to nosey and protective.
I was gone for three Sunday's in a row because
1st week: I was sick
2nd week: I had to go to a baby shower
and
3rd week: I was sick again.
They sent a girl in my Concert Singers class--who was also in my ward--to see if I was going inactive!!
Sheesh!
No, for your information, I'm not!
I don't thank you for asking!
Well, I hope you understand how I feel about them.
I gotta go!
Scripture studies!
Ciao for now,
Lizzy
Just terrible.
I feel so bad about what happened at church.
It all started when....
My friend, Ashley Bouwhuis (bow-ISS... bow as in, "Bow to me!) isn't in my Sunday School class, but she comes in anyway because there was no other teacher to teach the 14-15 B class. I am in the A class. Today, we got new teachers, Bro. and Sis. Buckles for the B class. Which meant that Ashley had to go.
They came in, picking up the kids in our class.
"McKay, Tyler, and Jake," Sis. Buckles had read aloud from a sheet of paper.
I was holding my breath.
"We also have an Ashley, but they're a boy. We have everyone."
She left.
Ashely sighed in relief.
"Whoa, that was close!"
"Chya," I said.
We started the lesson, with my dad, and his partner, Bro. Linebaugh getting the scriptures we were supposed to read on the chalkboard. Suddenly the door opened.
"Crepes," I muttered under my breath.
It was Sis. Buckles.
"We just found out that Ashley is a girl! We need her," she announced, proud she had eventually found out the correct gender of my friend.
I admit, I got a little whiny.
"Daaad...can't she staaay?" I complained, sticking out my bottom lip.
"Sorry. I'll try to figure something out, but she should go to her real class."
I slumped back in my chair, defeated.
Ashley got up sadly and left.
After Sunday School, we met each other in the hallway.
We talked for a little bit, and then I accidentally (I mean it!) dropped the bomb.
"So how was your class?"
It seemed innocent enough for a question, but Ashley scowled.
"Terrible. I hated it."
"Awww, you missed me!" I teased.
"No, really, it was the worst class I've ever had." She was dead serious. Her face was even turning a bit red.
"I'm sorry! What--"
I was cut off, we had to get into Young Womens.
We sat in the back together.
"What happ--"
I was interrupted again, not because someone had reproachfully shouted, "Lizzy, pay attention!" but because fresh tears were budding and spilling over Ashley's eyes.
I stared in shock.
"I-i-it was th-the worst class...ever!" she hiccuped.
I looked around nervously. No one saw what was going on.
I grabbed her hand.
"Let's go to the bathroom."
She nodded, her face now a bright, blotchy red, her lips pressed tightly together to stop herself from wailing.
I stood up and pulled her from the room to save her from people staring.
We ran down the empty hallways and flung ourselves into the bathroom, bolting into the largest stall for the people in wheelchairs, and locked the door behind us. It was also the stall where people changed for the baptisimal (baptismal?) font, so there was a wooden bench against the wall next to the door.
We sat there while Ashley cried silently.
"Did people tease you? Provoke you?" I asked.
"No! The teachers picked on me!!" she cried.
"I...don't understand."
"Th-they would always call on me for every s-single question, even if I d-didn't know it, and they weren't very n-nice to me!" she sobbed.
Just then the door opened into the bathroom. She stopped crying abruptly.
I peeked through the crack of the door, and stopped breathing.
It was Sis. Taylor, our Mia Maids advisor. She was looking for us.
I turned around in panic, and motioned to be quiet with my finger.
She was peeking in all of the open stalls to see if we were hiding. She started moving towards ours.
"Oh, hello Laura!" a cheerful voice called behind her.
She turned around, distracted.
I breathed a sigh of relief and Sis. Taylor started talking to a woman. After they finished talking, she left.
"That was close!" I whispered frantically.
Ashley nodded.
We stayed in the bathroom a bit more, until Ashley composed herself. We opened the stall door (after making sure no one was inside the bathroom. It would be weird if someone saw two girls walk out of the same stall) and Ashley wiped her eyes.
We then left the bathroom, and silently walked down the hallway to the Young Womens rooms.
I also had a presidency meeting (since I'm secretary for Mia Maids) and I had to stay after because I needed something copied off for me.
Sis. Wetsel (the other leader) managed to corner me.
"I noticed you and Ashley were late for Young Womens. I saw you in the hallway, waiting outside," she nosed.
"Um...well..." I stammered. I didn't want her to know.
"Ashley looked a little...distressed...when you came in. Was everything alright?"
I was trapped.
"Uh, well, she just had a little problem and she was embarrassed...er..."--I had to word this right!--"she asked me to come along with her to solve it."
Oh yeah, I was golden!
"So she's okay now?" she nosed some more.
I nodded fervently.
She seemed satisfied.
I don't care if I tell you this, dear friends, but i just don't want Sis. Wetsel and Taylor to know, because they are WAY to nosey and protective.
I was gone for three Sunday's in a row because
1st week: I was sick
2nd week: I had to go to a baby shower
and
3rd week: I was sick again.
They sent a girl in my Concert Singers class--who was also in my ward--to see if I was going inactive!!
Sheesh!
No, for your information, I'm not!
I don't thank you for asking!
Well, I hope you understand how I feel about them.
I gotta go!
Scripture studies!
Ciao for now,
Lizzy
Jan 23, 2010
Concert Singers have Crazy Good Times!
Today we had the big one.
I mean, the big big one.
It was huge, man, huge.
It was the concert that us Concert Singers have been preparing for all year. It it went perfectly!
Yay!
It was so much fun!
We sang the songs (in this order): Hark I Hear the Harps Eternal; Bashana Haba'ah; and Hallelujah, Amen.
It was amaaaayyyyyzing!
Well, I have to tell you a crazy story that happened to me today!
Okay, well...
Have you been to Cottonwood Highschool in Salt Lake City?
No?
Yes?
I don't remember?
Well, anyway, we performed there because it is the largest auditorium in the state so more people can fit in it for more concerts.
Anyway (again) there are the stairs to the balcony on one side (the left) and on your right there is a HUGE commons area that's just a blank floor with steps on either side to get to the lunchroom. Near the commons area, there is a double drinking fountain.
By double drinking fountain I mean its just a big block of something just hanging around in the middle of the room, and then there is a drinking spout on one side, and another drinking spout on the other side.
Make sense?
Okay, so we were in our lines, getting ready to go inside when I got really thirsty.
I made my friend, Julie, come with me. She was thirsty too, don't worry!
So she goes on one side of the block of something, and I go on the other, and we start drinking. We pressed the drinking buttons at the same time, so it was just a small trickle of water, which caused us to lean our heads down to drink it easier.
I finished before Julie, and I leaned away (still with water in my mouth, getting ready to swallow) when I let go of the little button. The water flew out of the spout on Julie's side, and sprayed her in the face, causing her to inhale the water!
I started laughing really hard, when I realized I still had water in my mouth and I had tried to breathe and swallow at the same time, causing me to start choking! I started retching and coughing, spraying water down my front and all over the drinking fountain and the floor.
I couldn't breathe!
Julie runs over and starts slapping me on the back really hard, screaming, "Live, Lizzy, live!"
Some of the boys in their lines started watching me, their mouths open in a perfect O.
I finally manage to suck in a small breath, enough for me to cough out the water that was stuck, (if you know what I'm saying).
I slump down to the floor, cough a couple more times, and then start laughing like crazy!
Julie was still freaking out, still trying to thump me on the back a couple more times, but I was fine after that.
Then we started laughing so hard that--I swear--our ribs cracked. I was still worn out from the coughing, and it hurt to breathe in hard, but I was just grateful I didn't pass out.
Things like that always make you laugh hysterically.
Ah, those near-death experiences.
Well, I gotta go to bed!
Ciao,
Lizzy
I mean, the big big one.
It was huge, man, huge.
It was the concert that us Concert Singers have been preparing for all year. It it went perfectly!
Yay!
It was so much fun!
We sang the songs (in this order): Hark I Hear the Harps Eternal; Bashana Haba'ah; and Hallelujah, Amen.
It was amaaaayyyyyzing!
Well, I have to tell you a crazy story that happened to me today!
Okay, well...
Have you been to Cottonwood Highschool in Salt Lake City?
No?
Yes?
I don't remember?
Well, anyway, we performed there because it is the largest auditorium in the state so more people can fit in it for more concerts.
Anyway (again) there are the stairs to the balcony on one side (the left) and on your right there is a HUGE commons area that's just a blank floor with steps on either side to get to the lunchroom. Near the commons area, there is a double drinking fountain.
By double drinking fountain I mean its just a big block of something just hanging around in the middle of the room, and then there is a drinking spout on one side, and another drinking spout on the other side.
Make sense?
Okay, so we were in our lines, getting ready to go inside when I got really thirsty.
I made my friend, Julie, come with me. She was thirsty too, don't worry!
So she goes on one side of the block of something, and I go on the other, and we start drinking. We pressed the drinking buttons at the same time, so it was just a small trickle of water, which caused us to lean our heads down to drink it easier.
I finished before Julie, and I leaned away (still with water in my mouth, getting ready to swallow) when I let go of the little button. The water flew out of the spout on Julie's side, and sprayed her in the face, causing her to inhale the water!
I started laughing really hard, when I realized I still had water in my mouth and I had tried to breathe and swallow at the same time, causing me to start choking! I started retching and coughing, spraying water down my front and all over the drinking fountain and the floor.
I couldn't breathe!
Julie runs over and starts slapping me on the back really hard, screaming, "Live, Lizzy, live!"
Some of the boys in their lines started watching me, their mouths open in a perfect O.
I finally manage to suck in a small breath, enough for me to cough out the water that was stuck, (if you know what I'm saying).
I slump down to the floor, cough a couple more times, and then start laughing like crazy!
Julie was still freaking out, still trying to thump me on the back a couple more times, but I was fine after that.
Then we started laughing so hard that--I swear--our ribs cracked. I was still worn out from the coughing, and it hurt to breathe in hard, but I was just grateful I didn't pass out.
Things like that always make you laugh hysterically.
Ah, those near-death experiences.
Well, I gotta go to bed!
Ciao,
Lizzy
Jan 22, 2010
Fun, Fun, Fun!
I just got a new computer
Well, its the kid's new computer, but I have my own settings and everything!
Thank you, privacy!!!
Okay, well, today I had musical theater tryouts today, and they were the DANCING ONES!
They are SOOOO much fun!
I had the time of my life!
I even made a new friend!
His name is Bridger, and he is in my class and everything. He's really funny and an eighth grader. Melia introduced me to him, and he was nice and really funny! When we learned the....
OMG!
I TOTALLY FORGOT SOMETHING!
MY MUSICAL THAT I'M IN!
HOW COULD I FORGET THAT!
I'm terrible.
Okay, first, you need to guess what the musical is!
Think.
Clear your mind...
Relaxxx.......
I KNOW! I'M EXCITED TOO!!!
Anyway, we were practicing our dance for this song called "Go Go Joseph" It's the disco part of the song, and the dance was so much fun! I would show you, but then it would ruin everything, so you just need to see the production in April.
Sorry!
Okay, well, I also got my haircut today, and my bangs are sooo much shorter, and I'm really happy about that because my bangs before were just hanging there as a chunk of hair that didn't know what it was.
Now they have a part to play on my head!
I feel like I did a good job in my dance, so I really hope you see the production!
It'll be a blast!
Well, ciao for now!
Lizzy
Jan 20, 2010
Resolution...
Okay, so I've pretty much decided something.
Its a New Year's Resolution of mine...twenty days late.
I'm sorry!
Sheesh.
Don't judge me!
I couldn't think of anything spot on, you know?
Okay, well...
I'm gonna try to blog MORE OFTEN!
I pretty much fail in the blogging category, and this is like, my journal, so I need to write in it more often.
Waaaaay more often.
Besides, in my LDS Seminary class, I have to try to write in my journal more, so I'm gonna make it one of my resolutions.
Yay!
Lets hope I can keep this one this year!
2010!
Come on!
Also, I need to read my scriptures and pray more. I keep on forgetting!
I'm sorry!
XP
That's me dead, by the way.
Turn your head sideways.
Oh oh oh OH!
I just remembered something!
I forgot....
I've realized I do a lot of really short sentences, and then press the enter key.
You know what I'm sayin'?
I just did it again!
Ugh!
Stop that!
I'M SORRY!
Gosh, I'm so repetitive and predictable.
That is NOT something you want to achieve in life.
Gah.
I REMEMBERED AGAIN!
Okay, so I have this cool blog.
Its the poetry one.
I'm sure you've heard of it.
Well, anyways, I had to write a poem for my Honors English class about--you guessed it--poetry. So, I want you to click on this link to my poetry blog! Sorry if it's the wrong blog. I'll post another link for ya.
You're welcome!
Okay, well, I have to go!
Talk to you...TOMORROW!
(I hope!)
Ciao for now!
Lizzy
Its a New Year's Resolution of mine...twenty days late.
I'm sorry!
Sheesh.
Don't judge me!
I couldn't think of anything spot on, you know?
Okay, well...
I'm gonna try to blog MORE OFTEN!
I pretty much fail in the blogging category, and this is like, my journal, so I need to write in it more often.
Waaaaay more often.
Besides, in my LDS Seminary class, I have to try to write in my journal more, so I'm gonna make it one of my resolutions.
Yay!
Lets hope I can keep this one this year!
2010!
Come on!
Also, I need to read my scriptures and pray more. I keep on forgetting!
I'm sorry!
XP
That's me dead, by the way.
Turn your head sideways.
Oh oh oh OH!
I just remembered something!
I forgot....
I've realized I do a lot of really short sentences, and then press the enter key.
You know what I'm sayin'?
I just did it again!
Ugh!
Stop that!
I'M SORRY!
Gosh, I'm so repetitive and predictable.
That is NOT something you want to achieve in life.
Gah.
I REMEMBERED AGAIN!
Okay, so I have this cool blog.
Its the poetry one.
I'm sure you've heard of it.
Well, anyways, I had to write a poem for my Honors English class about--you guessed it--poetry. So, I want you to click on this link to my poetry blog! Sorry if it's the wrong blog. I'll post another link for ya.
You're welcome!
Okay, well, I have to go!
Talk to you...TOMORROW!
(I hope!)
Ciao for now!
Lizzy
Jan 19, 2010
CUTE!
Alright, I know I already did a post and everything just a couple seconds ago, but I just remembered something!
My cousin Julia just had TWINS!
They are a boy and a girl, and their names are Hannah and Warner. Warner was named after her maiden name.
So, if you wanna see the adorable little chiddlers, click on the word baby. Ready, set, go!
Baby
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Ciao!
Lizzy
My cousin Julia just had TWINS!
They are a boy and a girl, and their names are Hannah and Warner. Warner was named after her maiden name.
So, if you wanna see the adorable little chiddlers, click on the word baby. Ready, set, go!
Baby
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Ciao!
Lizzy
School....Bleh....BORING!
School is dumb.
Not saying that it doesn't have value or anything.
It's just dumb.
Ew.
Today we got our report cards.
AAAAAAAAAHHHHH.
I didn't make the honor roll.
Sniff.
I just barely missed it. Just a smidgeon! (Yes, I made up that word.)
Laaaaaame.
The worst thing happened today!
Okay, so I had my umbrella with me, cause, you know, it was snowing rain or raining snow or whatever it is, and after school I was having the time of my life throwing the umbrella out so it would extend (it was one of those really cool collapsible ones to make it smaller to fit in places), and then swinging it back in, and so on and so forth.
I was outside doing it, with my friend standing beside me, when my friend, Caiden, walks up.
"Caiden! Watch this cool stunty thing I can do with an umbrella!" I yelled excitedly.
"Show me," he said.
"Okay."
I pulled my arm back, and swung the umbrella forward. Guess what happened?
The top of the umbrella, the part that protects you from the rain, flew off!
Its BROKEN!
AUGH!
So now there's the top of the umbrella, and the rod that was supposed to hold the top.
They are separate.
OH NO!
Caiden laughed at me.
Humph.
Caiden.
Meanie.
Ooooh!
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Lizzy
Not saying that it doesn't have value or anything.
It's just dumb.
Ew.
Today we got our report cards.
AAAAAAAAAHHHHH.
I didn't make the honor roll.
Sniff.
I just barely missed it. Just a smidgeon! (Yes, I made up that word.)
Laaaaaame.
The worst thing happened today!
Okay, so I had my umbrella with me, cause, you know, it was snowing rain or raining snow or whatever it is, and after school I was having the time of my life throwing the umbrella out so it would extend (it was one of those really cool collapsible ones to make it smaller to fit in places), and then swinging it back in, and so on and so forth.
I was outside doing it, with my friend standing beside me, when my friend, Caiden, walks up.
"Caiden! Watch this cool stunty thing I can do with an umbrella!" I yelled excitedly.
"Show me," he said.
"Okay."
I pulled my arm back, and swung the umbrella forward. Guess what happened?
The top of the umbrella, the part that protects you from the rain, flew off!
Its BROKEN!
AUGH!
So now there's the top of the umbrella, and the rod that was supposed to hold the top.
They are separate.
OH NO!
Caiden laughed at me.
Humph.
Caiden.
Meanie.
Ooooh!
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Jan 17, 2010
Dogsitting....That's A Word, Right?
Hola.
I guess you could say I have this permanent job with people in my neighborhood to dogsit(?) their dogs when they go out of town. Their names are Lucky and Caesar (the dogs, not the people) and they are, I believe, Maltises. They are extremely tiny and white. And cute!
The only annoying thing is, is if you approach Caesar too fast and freak him out, he pees!
Seriously!
Not lying!
He does!
GROSS!
My dad scared him today when he came over, and Caesar peed everywhere! I had to clean it up. Bleh.
Anyway, I just got back from the house, and something weird/really creepy happened. Earlier today, I stayed over at the Youd's house (their last names for the people I dogsit for) and was working on my homework.
I distinctly remember their doggy bed all messed up in their crate, and a bowl of dog food inside for when they get hungry. I put the dogs in, and left.
Just a few minutes ago, I went over again to let them go to the bathroom, and something scared the bejeezies outta me!
The dog food bowl was on the top of the crate.
The doggy bed was smoothed out.
AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!
Someone got in the house!
I locked up every door!
I really don't know how to lock the windows, but I am pretty sure that I don't have too.
And, they aren't supposed to get back until Monday night!
I told my dad this, and he said maybe one of the older kids came in to get something, because one of the older kids lives in Provo. This kind of calmed me down, but I still was worried.
I'm sure you would be worried, too!
Humph.
It was scary, okay?!
Well, I gotta go!
Ciao,
Lizzy
I guess you could say I have this permanent job with people in my neighborhood to dogsit(?) their dogs when they go out of town. Their names are Lucky and Caesar (the dogs, not the people) and they are, I believe, Maltises. They are extremely tiny and white. And cute!
The only annoying thing is, is if you approach Caesar too fast and freak him out, he pees!
Seriously!
Not lying!
He does!
GROSS!
My dad scared him today when he came over, and Caesar peed everywhere! I had to clean it up. Bleh.
Anyway, I just got back from the house, and something weird/really creepy happened. Earlier today, I stayed over at the Youd's house (their last names for the people I dogsit for) and was working on my homework.
I distinctly remember their doggy bed all messed up in their crate, and a bowl of dog food inside for when they get hungry. I put the dogs in, and left.
Just a few minutes ago, I went over again to let them go to the bathroom, and something scared the bejeezies outta me!
The dog food bowl was on the top of the crate.
The doggy bed was smoothed out.
AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!
Someone got in the house!
I locked up every door!
I really don't know how to lock the windows, but I am pretty sure that I don't have too.
And, they aren't supposed to get back until Monday night!
I told my dad this, and he said maybe one of the older kids came in to get something, because one of the older kids lives in Provo. This kind of calmed me down, but I still was worried.
I'm sure you would be worried, too!
Humph.
It was scary, okay?!
Well, I gotta go!
Ciao,
Lizzy
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