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I have two trucks. Yay. They both work wonderfully, well, they did till about 3 weeks ago. First, my truck died, oh joy. But no biggie, I drove my husbands truck. But, until last week, it worked well. Last week it started to spudder and jerk. My husband, not knowing much about trucks, 'tried' ti fix it. He made it worse. So, for the past 7 days, I've been stuck at home unable to go anywhere due to the trucks, but thats ok, I'll go a little nuts but I'll get over it. But tonight, one of my dogs was barking, and it was her 'hey you, get out of here!' bark. So I went outside to see what it was and it was this cute little brown and grey snake. Hmmmm .... at first I wasnt thinking, it was small and cute. But then my pit bull puppy got a little too close and it bit her. After that happened I came inside, woke my husband up, told him about the snake and that it bit Brianna. I asked him to go outside to look at it to see if he could tell what it was. But he said, "Angel, I only know what 2 types of snakes look like up here, so yeah." I said fine and remembered that I could tell if it were poisonous or not. So I went back outside and looked at it closely. It is. So I paniced a bit. I got all 3 dogs in the house and put them to bed. I went back outside and caught the snake (I know, dumb huh?) Then I came back in and looked it up online, turns out, my little baby. My cute little bundle of teeth, my little Bri Bri was bitten by a copperhead. I called all the emergency vets I could. But of course, without a working truck, I cant take her to the vet. I am so tempted in calling 911 and getting an ambulance up here for her. But I'm not. She was bitten about 30 minutes ago, but she seems to be doing ok. I'm going to stay up with her and keep a close eye on her to make sure she'll be ok till the morning. I called a vet that makes house callls, but they were closed, but hopfully in the morning they'll call back. Dogs are somewhat ammume to snake bites, but thay still can cause serious damage. I am so worried about my baby. I hope she'll be ok. I guess, if anyones interested, I can make another entry later to update her health.

Well all know Fathers Day is this coming Sunday, the 17th. Most of us have a father to celebrate it with, someone to say “Happy Fathers Day Dad” to. Those that have someone to say that to are lucky. You are so very lucky and you probably don’t even realize it. There are very few people that I envy, but I envy everyone that has a father. Be it a biological father or a stepfather. At least you have a father figure in your lives. That is so lucky and I’m jealous.



I am 23 years old and I have never met my father. I don’t have the slightest idea who he is. I was told his first name, his eye color and where he use to work, but other than that, I know nothing, absolutely nothing and it hurts. He met my mother when she was 29 years old at a nice little diner where she use to waitress. She told me he was so sweet and handsome and wouldn’t give up till she said yes to a date with him. Of course one thing leads to another and the next thing you know my mom was pregnant. She went to find him to tell him the news, but he wasn’t anywhere to be found. Now, its no ones fault, really. He worked at an air force base and they transferred him, the base wouldn’t tell my mom where to and sadly, she couldn’t remember his last name. She tried to find him and so have I, but it’s so hard without a last name.



Last Fathers Day, I spent it with my husband and his family. His sisters and brother in law made his dad (step dad) the most wonderful DVD. They put a picture slide show on there of him when he was younger, all the kids, including my husband, and had the most beautiful song playing. I noticed I wasn’t a part of that. It tore me up side. I thought, once I married my husband, I would then have a father in law, but it seems I’m the only one that thought that. Even though it hurts, its something I’ll live with and get over.



Fathers Day for me is a time of mourning. I have nothing to celebrate. I have no one to say Happy Fathers Day to. I have never heard the words, “you are the best daughter a father can have.” I’ve never had the chance to be picked up and placed on my father’s shoulders. I’ve never been called a ‘little princess’. There is a part of me that’s missing. There is a side of me that I’ve never met, and I will never get to know.



Those of you, who have a father, be it a stepfather or whoever, treat them well and love them deeply. You have no idea how lucky you are.