crazy night. i get a phone call around 5 from a lady in the church i attended in regina. her nephew, whom i knew back in the day, has a girlfriend who was in a car accident this afternoon near my city. the nephew was rushing here from edmonton but it was going to take a few hours and they were worried about the dog. whose name is baxter. so i got to track down baxter from the spca and bring him home. i'm feeling quite lazy and the whole story would take too long to type but in the end it took me 3 hours to get the poor little guy. i brought him to my house, took him for a quick walk and then thought we'd settle down for a couple hours and chill. yeah right. that little dude humped everything in site. my friend Ang came over and we laughed and laughed and laughed because he just wouldn't stop. so now all my blankets need to be washed. but i was glad that i could help out an old acquaintence. and the dog was cute, just gross.
so anyway, that didn't turn out to be a very good story. but too bad. i'm tired and going to bed.
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Thanks for doing that for Aaron. He was pretty stressed. You rock! Sorry for the defilement of all your blankets.
I was talking to Aaron's Aunt, and she was going on and on about how blessed they all were by it, and how surprised so many people were that someone would do something so nice for a total stranger. So good on you.
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