|This may be a weed, but it looks colorful and springy, so it gets to live.|
Maisy the pup is getting BIG!!! She's close to forty pounds, which means that she's passing up Zane in weight. She is starting to have a little attitude, as well, and will sometimes get sassy and bark at me when I am getting her a treat. Larry says that she's entered the teen years, at least as far as dogs go. She has not chewed on any more sheetrock, but she has been chewing on her toy basket, dismantling it one section at a time. Instead, she and Zane have been racing all over the house and generally driving each other nuts. I don't care how they get their energy out, as long as it does not involve fisticuffs. Bedtime is much easier for both when they get to run a little amok.
Last Friday, some idiot decided to shoot a police officer here in San Antonio for no particular reason. (He didn't kill him, thank goodness!) Needless to say, this did not go over well, and there was a chase. The car chase ended nearly in my brother's backyard, with the bad guy crashing a stolen SUV. After the car chase there was a foot chase. As a precaution, a number of schools in the surrounding area were placed on lockdown, just in case the man happened to gain access to a school building. In the Judson Independent School District where we live, this meant that their emergency system kicked into gear; doors were locked, children and adults were located and secured, and several automatic phone calls went out to all of the parents letting them know what was going on. My child attends a private school, and while they did put the school on lockdown, closing all the doors, turning off the lights, and covering the windows, they did not call any parents. By the time we actually heard about the incident, it was when we went to pick Zane up. When my husband asked why we hadn't been contacted, he was essentially told, to paraphrase: "Ain't nobody got time for that!" This annoyed me. Since Larry and I work in another town, I at least want to know when something is happening that might affect my child's safety, and I think that kind of a blase' attitude is unprofessional. St. Monica is going to get a firm talking to at some point this week.
I'm visiting Stacy today. Go check her out and maybe show her some comment love!