The Diaries of a Fruitcake in a Half Baked World!

I don’t know about you but I am thinking about doing the black friday shopping for the first time in my life.  I have been reading the articles in the local paper here and it is starting to kind of scare me.  Hearing about people who are crazy enough to snatch a little elmo doll out of a child’s hand and then that same man being beaten in the parking lot for his actions.  It sounds like crazy animals and long lines.  Are you brave to shop early?  If so, let me hear of your experiences with Black Friday!

I will be updating if I decide to venture out.

For the last day of 2008, while my husband and teenage son were on the first row, in the end zone watching Vanderbilt play against Boston College in the Music City Bowl, I took my teenage girls to a movie. We decided to watch Marley & Me in the Governors Square Mall off Wilma Rudolph Blvd. I had heard that the ending was sad, so I didn’t really want to go see this one but we did.

I was pleasantly surprised by a crazy, insane dog that liked to tear up the house and eat the furniture, even the floor! It made me think, “This dog is special. Not all animals are like this.”

They got their ‘clearance puppy’ as the next step after their marriage, instead of babies. It reminded me of my husband and I when we got married. Our first addition to the Agnew clan was Cocoa, a deer chihuahua. With long legs and big ears, she looked like a rat as a baby but grew into her own. She was so faithful and loyal but not very obedient, which led to her death. She was 8 years old.

We had left on my Grandpa’s tractor to go fishing, (this is in Alabama) and Cocoa was in the fenced-in yard but somehow got out to try and follow us (so we assume, we didn’t see her). When we got back she was hiding in some bushes. We had thought she got hit by a car and took her to the Vet immediately. As we were waiting for the results of the x-rays, I was looking through her coat and saw teeth marks and that is when we realized she was attacked by a big dog, according to the markings. The Vet gave us some pain medicine for her but she died the next morning in our arms. It was very hard to let go of our first addition to our family. Because of my experience, I could associate with the characters and their feelings with their “baby”.

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