The one I like

I'm not sure if I want to go into detail of this whole story or not. Chanel is hurt. Really hurt. It's a horrendous story that pushed me over the edge on Saturday. And the girl that laughed about it was what made me explode and cuss her out. (Sidenote: She apologized because she had no idea, and I am not mad at anyone.)

I have never claimed to be "dog lover of the year," but I do love them, and I'd never EVER wish them harm. The dogs are a part of our family now and aside from driving me nuts at times (daily), they are sweet--especially Chanel. She is my favorite. Anyway, I don't equate dogs with humans, but I believe God loves animals because He made them for our enjoyment. Anyway, we need a miracle. We need a corporation, Petsmart, which I believe bears responsibility in this to come through for us financially. I didn't want to have Chanel put to sleep because she's not even 2 years old. I just couldn't do it.

We're not through this yet, and so far we're looking at over 2 grand. It's not what I needed or wanted, but I've called Petsmart and when our bill is through, they are going to fax it to corporate office. Please PLEASE pray that they pay for it. I don't need another bill. And pray, of course, that Chanel is all right and better than ever. We love her. Sage always introduces herself as "Chanel." Oh, and pray for Mayer. He's so depressed without her. It's sad.