Yaaaayyyyyy! Josie's okay!

I kept calling around, and finally got in touch with her doggy-sitter (her family is out of town) and she's fine. She has a sprained leg, but considering what could have happened, that's GREAT! WOOT WOOT! Yay for the survivor doggie Josie!!!

**parties like there's a forever tomorrow**

Uhhhhhhhhhh **crawls into a hole and dies** Guess what? It's horrible! I'm a terrible person!

Last night, I was driving home from Annie's house. It was eleven thirty at night, and one of my favorite songs was playing. So I decided to drive the long way, so I could listen to the song--it didn't occur to me, of course, to just drive the short way and sit in my driveway with the radio still playing so I could finish listening to the song. No siree. Now, I sure wish it did.

I was driving up Pinyon, one of the little streets in my neighborhood. I wasn't going that fast, probably twenty or so miles per hour. And all of a sudden, there was a doggie in front of me! I mean--RIGHT in front of me. As in two feet max. She was so hard to see, since she was a black lab. Anyway, I screamed, heard a THUMP, and pulled over right away.

The dog was nowhere to be found. She must have run away, considering that getting hit by a car just might be a little scary. But there was another dog that came up to me, a yellow lab, wagging his tail excitedly. He was soooo sweet. I knew now who the dog I'd hit was. The yellow lab lived at the house exactly to my right, and he was out--that meant that there other dog, a black lab, was too. Her name was Josie, and I hope to God that she's okay.

I went up to their door and rang the bell--it was 11:30 at night, but I'd personally want to be woken up if someone hit my dog, too. No one answered the door. I'm afraid the family might be out of town.

Without the slightest clue on what I should do, I grabbed a flashlight out of my car and walked up and down the street looking for Josie. I couldn't find her. My next option was to find the neighborhood police man, Perry. I drove to the neighborhood beach (A lake beach, considering it's Colorado, not an ocean beach) found Perry, and asked him what I should do. He looked at my car, noting that there was no damage, and said that the dog was probably fine--she'd probably run away from being scared, but would go home on her own once she got her wits together.

I've tried reaching the family, but I haven't had any luck. I REALLY WANT TO KNOW IF JOSIE IS OKAY! What if she's seriously hurt? What if she ran somewhere and died? If kids throwing a snowball and hitting a man in the head can kill him, a car at twenty miles an hour can most certainly kill a dog.

WHAT?! TO?! DO?!!!!! I don't know! Josie's family should answer the phone!!!

Haha...I've noticed that the mass majority of my entries begin with "Well..." How boring is that? My English teachers' eyes would have popped out of their heads to see me stoop to such boring, repetitive beginnings.

Good thing my English teachers don't read my blog.

Today I came back from camping. (I love rapidly changing the subject, omitting transition words--it's so unprofessional) and camping was fun! I like camping, though, so that's the expected reaction. Now, I'm home until Thursday early morning--where I shall depart from my childhood forever and ever!

Just kidding. Who says that I'm not still a kid? Cuz if anyone said that, I'd have to disagree. Cuz...I'M A KID!!!! DUH!!!

And...whoa...guess what movie I saw? Cinderella story! LMAO I used to babysit my favorite neighbors ever, until their oldest son was old enough to babysit, and I wanted to take their little girl out for a hurrah outing before I headed up to Fort Collins, and she wanted to see that movie. And, man oh man! Were kid movies that bad when we were little? Jeebus! I'm sure she loved it since she's just a kid and reality isn't really of concern to her, but...yick. Movies are only happy for me if they seem tangible, you know?

But the guy was hot. What's his name? I don't know. Some kiddie star. Nice eyes.

Anyway, my neighbors. They rule. Everyone should have awesome neighbors like them, cuz...life is happy and sunshiny when people are just so generous and open and fun! That would be my neighbors. Lotsa love to Steve, Susan, Will and Hallie!

Let's see, what else can I ramble about? I'm tired...I should take a nap. So I can stay out at night like I always do. Yayyy! My 'rents are home! And Doobster! (My sister) They're going to kick me off the internet. Cuz...my sister LIVES on the interent, unless, of course, she's camping. It's like her freaking umbilical chord.

Packing, cleaning, and good-bye outings on the to-do list. We'll see how that goes.

Peace!