the more mean ppl i meet.. the more i love animals

*le sigh* so i just can't catch a break....

some manager in the office has taken it upon her whoreish self to change the breed list... and my baby's under attack. my bf is slowly trying to get me to acknowledge the fact that she may have to leave.

but she doesn't have anywhere to go!!!!!!

my mom's getting divorced, they're selling the house and she's already moved into an apartment. so she can't take her. my grandma hates dogs. my dad and stepmom have one and he's old and cranky... they don't want another. i wouldn't trust my only cousin old enough to have a dog and who has a house. the rest of my family hate my dog on princple alone.

ARGH!!!!! and.... on top of that, the neighbor who lives below us... now has beef.

while my bf and i were out at a company dinner saturday night, his friend was there with the pups, he texted Clay and let him know that the guy down below (a cop) came and told him that his fiance just got out of the hospital (or something like that) and has been trying this past week to ignore our dogs but can't anymore. she can't get to sleep b/c of the noise. (not barking so much as me and the bf playing with them, the zoomies, etc) He said he works nights and sleep days and has no issue with our dogs... he doesn't care either way but he cares that she's upset.

SO... we come home after dinner, puppies get excited to see us... then they settle down after about 4 or so minutes. well, right after they settle down, there's a knock on our bedroom door - it's the bf's friend saying the lady is outside. she complains to my bf since i was a tad bit drunk. he comes in irritated and tells me AGAIN that he's getting tired of ppl attacking Babygirl and him having to cover. he says he loves me, he loves her, but it's now my issue. oh well. SO.... i couldn't sleep due to indigestion and got up at like 330 in the morning and wrote a letter. WDYT???


Mrs. Apartment 2025:
I would like to start off by extending my sympathies and well wishes for your speedy recovery. I have been informed that our play with our dogs in the evening is preventing your recovery from being as smooth as it could be, and I'd like to apologize for that.
When I come home from work, the dogs are very excited to see me, and I assume this is when they are causing the most difficulties for you. I will make attempts to make this chaos as short in duration as possible.
Likewise, if you could let me know which hours you desire the most quiet, I'll make extra attempts to keep things calm while you're in your recovery phase.
Please feel free to give me a text or a call and I’d be more than happy to go down and speak with you about this. I do hope that we can resolve this to both our satisfactions.
Sincerely, Alix Kroninger (Ms. 2035)


the lease we signed didn't list AmStaff or Staffie or Bull Terrier or w/e. all Babygirl's paperwork (vets, petsmart petshotel, petsmart groomers, etc) list her as amstaff.

the lease listed: dobies, dalmations, rotts, GSD, chows, and a few others.

well, when the apartment office ppl came to deliver a notice about our water, they 'discovered' her in her crate in the closed bedroom. see, we told them we were coming with Loki and had already spoken to them prior to the water notice that we were gonna be bringing in another dog. at the time we moved i was jobless and broke and we didn't have the $500 for a two dog deposit.

well, when someone opens/unlocks my front door, my pups start getting excited and bark. they think mommy or daddy is home. so a few days later, there was ANOTHER notice saying we'd violated our lease. that they had come in due to 'barking problems' and found an 'illegal' dog. we thought they meant that we hadn't paid the deposit yet... which we were on the first. but when the bf went and spoke with them, they said it wasn't the $$ - it was the dog. that she was a pit bull and couldn't stay. he tried to nicely inform them that on the lease, her breed, AMSTAFF, wasn't listed... the lady then said "it was an oversight by former management. the list is supposed to comprise of ALL viscious dogs. it'll be remedied." so, no "grandfathering her in" or anything. she's being a real whore about it.

Mainly, I'M angered b/c this is a pet-friendly complex with no weight limit... you can have a St. Bernard if you want to so long as you pay the rent and deposit. and yes, i feel bad that she's not feeling well.... but it's just kinda tough luck that there were NO 1st floor units opening until march... so we took what we could and got stuck on 3rd floor. it's not my fault that she got the short straw in life when it came to this. but to me, it's just that - bad luck. i'm sorry i have a 55lb dog and two guys and i walk heavy. i'm sorry we go to bed kinda late. we're young and like to stay up and talk and watch movies. we don't throw wild parties... we don't scream out in the stairwells... we're not obnoxious in the sense that w emight be considering our age and friends. my bf and i are in the process of cleaning up our credit so that when this lease is up in nov we can get a house. we want a yard for the dogs. and the reason we even CHOSE this place was b/c they didn't list pits on their restriced list... but now that lady is saying it was an oversight by prior management and that they hadn't found a reason to revise the lease aggreement but now they will. i want to try and talk to them about the fact that we in fact singed the lease under the understanding that we could bring my dog b/c she wasn't on the list. and that it was misleading information since they're now trying to make us get rid of her.

god i love my babies.... i HATE HATE HATE people sometimes. can't they see that dogs deserve to be judged on an individual basis?!?! i'm not a bad owner... i have a very sweet dog. she's a lover - not a fighter. literally. the only danger ppl face from her is you may not have makeup left when you leave b/c she'll kiss it off. or you may be forced to endure her using you as a pillow while she snores on you. i feel like crying. i'm so upset....

how can ANYone see this face and tell me that she's a killer. and no, she's not a puppy. she's a few weeks shy of a year old. she won't get any bigger. she's not one of those mutated 'pit bulls' thugs breed with human aggressive dogs like GSDs/Cane Corsos/etc to have a 'mean dog'. she's so submissive... my little aussie cattle pup bosses her around!!!http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y45/txncowgrlsoccerqt/babies.jpg
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new years

Well my new year began with some good news and bad news: i'm not pregnant. but my car got taken back. :(

oh well. not the most auspicious of beginnings but i'm sure there's worse. i have my health, a roof over my head, a wonderful boyfriend, my two puppies, my family and friends, a good new job and food to eat. everything else is just details.

hope everyone else's new year was fantastic! :D

i may just be over reacting...

but i'm 5 days late.

this from a girl who's as reliable as Old Faithful. :-\

it may be nothing but stress... and it may be everything that can change my life.

who knows.

not me just yet. i'm too broke for a Dr. or a home test. i figure it can wait a few weeks until i get paid if i really am. it's not as though i'd get LESS preggers now is it?

and if in the meantime i start, fabulous! :D

we shall see... i just needed someplace to write this down. the bf is aware that i'm late but he's not stressing and thinks i'm a goose for being so worried.

Here goes

I decided to try this since my Livejournal is now only active when i go to check up on the two pit bull groups i'm on.

Quick summary for y'all curious enough:

My name is Alix and I just made a huge life decision - I decided to agree to moving in with my boyfriend, we got a new place together, and now I have a family. It's small, just him and I and our two 'kids'. :D

You might as well get used to them, their are such a huge and important part of my life that you'll soon prolly get sick of hearing about them unless you're an absolute heart bleeder (as my bf loves to tease me about being) like me when it comes to animals. if i could, i'd go broke but have saved alot of animals. :)

Here's my first baby - I've had her since she was a 3lb 8-week-old pup. She holds a special place in my heart and always will. she changed my outlook on her breed and now i do what i can to fight for her and her kind. Meet Babygirl, my beautiful and silly American Pit Bull Terrier.

This was her at about 3 mo. old.

Her putting up with Mommy's crap for her first Halloween. I'm sure she hated me thoroughly for the indignity of it all. She is a Diva after all.

and a much more recent one taken since we moved last week (i love her pants and that sole freckle on her lil' pink nose!)Last month I was inexplicably drawn to the city pound back home in San Antonio, so i followed my gut. And i found her brother. I knew it the moment i saw his sad little self inside the kennel.

He was known as Abel then and his papers said he was an aussie shepherd mix, approx. 5 months old and had been at the pound a month already. When i asked a worker about him, she told me his number was coming up very shortly. My heart stopped. so i snapped this pic and rushed to the bf - took a lot of convincing and fast talking but ultimately his pic sealed the deal and i was allowed to go adopt him. i went that same day. everything was fine until the worker was looking through my paperwork and saw that i had a dog already and that it was a pit bull. they stopped my process right there and told me i'd have to bring my dog in so they could see that she got on well with Abel. ok, no prob. it took a few days to get off work and i went back. The adoption counselor told me flat out as he came outside to me and Babygirl that he wasn't gonna give me Abel b/c my dog was a pit. i got so MAD! it was ok to euthanize the baby but heaven forbid a loving home adopt him b/c there was a pit bull. so i proceeded to inform the asshat that i loved animals and that i knew the stereotypes that come with owning a pit, but that if i had even a ghost of a feeling that my dog would in any way/shape/form harm another animal that i wouldn't be trying to adopt one. i told him to come closer and feel free to take as long as he wanted with my dog to see she was very gentle and sweet.

FINALLY after 10 mins he allowed Abel to come out to interact. he was scared and it took about an hour before he warmed up to Babygirl and her over exhuberance and loving. they watched and talked and i was told i could adopt him. yay!!!! so i did. we all went home that afternoon and he got a new name - Loki - that came with his new life.

Here he is on his first night home. :D

Now neither of us knows how we went so long without a second dog. He loves his big sister and wishes with all his might he was just like her. He pushes her around and she pushes right back, but he sticks up for her in a heartbeat. He's more of a daddy's boy.. :( but it works out b/c she's SUCH a momma's girl.

i just got a new job at the front desk of a Home Mortgage company. I love it so far. Everyone is so nice here and laid back and so liberal and openminded. so far in austin, more ppl are open to asking me about my dogs first rather than assuming anything about them - in complete opposition to how it was back in SA.



I love my life right now and am so happy i feel like it's a sin.

Currently i am counting down the days until Christmas Eve, when we'll all be going back for my family's dinner and celebration.



New Years Resolutions have already been picked out: Continue eating healthy, start a workout regiment to lose 20-30 lbs, and marry this perfect man:

He cooks, helps clean, loves animals as much as me, has a good steady job, has a college degree, has ambitions, is reliable, is caring and doting, treats me above and beyond, makes me laugh everyday, makes me happy - and loves me just as i am. :D

he's my anchor and is level-headed, most always cool as a cucumber and is rational in his thinking, always led by his mind; the perfect opposite to flighty, whimsical, romantic, hot-headed, passion/heart-ruled impulsive me. aren't i the luckiest?! i praise and thank God every day and night for him; and i thank my lucky stars that i followed the impulse to go buy a cellphone that fateful evening. he asked me out and we've been inseperable ever since. :)

ok, ok... i'll stop ramblilng. i just got carried away talking about my loves. lol.

if i've bored y'all to tears i'm sorry.

God bless and goodnight.