And then, there were two.

So, one of my supervisors husbands found 3 4 week old kittens with no mother, and kindly asked if we would foster it. In the nature of the Beard's i couldn't say no, granted it's not actually babies, but close enough for me.

It's hard to tell how big there are but they're about the size of a coke can. I happily named them, Stallen, Mussolini, and Hitler. Sadly enough, the smallest girl, Stallen was just too weak and passed away yesterday afternoon. I was at work, and Billie was at home with it, and held her until the end. Needless to say, he took it a lot harder than I did. But, she's in a better place, and as my supervisor Cindy told me earlier today "She lived the best 2 days of her life", with us. And that soothes me, that and the fact that she died being loved and cared for as much as possible. After she had passed Billie put her down on the couch and Hitler and Mussolini crawled up to her and started cleaning her. I suppose that was their good by to her.

After a bath and further inspection we discovered that Mussolini was in fact not a boy, but a girl, so we renamed her Ava Braun.

We were very worried about how Jasta would be with them. He's perfect, so amazed and in awe of them, he lays in the floor and lets Hitler and Ava crawl and pounce and scratch and bite all over them. But as you can see, he's very into them. Which is good.

On another note work is crazy i haven't had a day off since Monday the 14th and won't have one off until Saturday. So at least I'm having some extra money rolling in. Thank god. My bathing supervisor is being moved up to a groomer, so there is an opening for the supervisor position which i'm in the running for. I want nothing more than to have that position. I'm currently missing American Idol, which I'm really bothered by, please tell me how well David Cook does. I <3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipiDM0iqAs0V8eirkn63psqAkEokTynUuZ587FTKx8BVPGbhJPrYNl-R3wT8z9-5KjYho9pnddtWLqM-VdWY_3o_9MZHqT72is1b4noZ1nmeGNkHR-sV6pGgfNwTUN6EUYRkOuBX7bsSz_/s1600-h/hitler+close+up.jpg">

Hitler


Ava Braun

have your feet run a race

While in Mississippi, i finally talked Billie into getting his first pair of chucks! This is four years in the making, which further goes to show, I am -always- right... about shoes, (especially chucks).

-Fin-

-J-

Mississippi Queen

Ahhhh good ole Mississippi, thank god for it. It's my deep breath of good southern air when I just need to get out of Tennessee.

Pops (Billie's dad) offered to take us to an Ole Miss football game in the morning, so i got off of work (without having to loose vacation time) and we took the 4.5 hour trek down (over, up?) to Tupelo. I love road trips with Billie, they're much better than road trips with myself. It's just so relaxing, listening to whatever we're in the mood for, talking, remembering that we love making that drive and we haven't done it in years.

Ahhhhhhhh fresh bug filled air.

Although i do have to say i'm a bit homesick, i miss Jasta, but at least he's at home, and not at safari. Our new soon to be divorced friend is now living on our couch and taking care of him this weekend, so i know he'll be comfortable, and not stressed out.

Now, lets talk about some ol' BS. Motion Sickness. Yup, it's taking all the fun things out of life for me, video games, swinging, spinning in a office chair, and driving like a mad woman. Seriously what's up with that? Can i give it back? I don't know when it started happening or why, but it sucks, and i don't want it anymore. Any takers? Maybe I can sell it on ebay for some extra cash. Score!

-J-

Small update.

It's been a while since I've updated, things have been rather insane in the Beard/McDonald household. There is a new roommate, our friend Russell, that's a whole other entry but hey it's extra money for bills and other such things.

My best friend from high school Christian is in town from Atlanta, for the 2nd weekend in a row. I've missed her so much, and it feels nice to have a true friend around that i can do girl things with, like shopping and talking about everything from boys to periods. Billie isn't so keen on talking about "female things" as he calls it.

Anyway, after a rough day of work, we're gonna hit up Nashville and relax for the night, sooooo I'm gonna go wash this wet dog stank off of me.

-J-