Feb. 28th, 2003

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Boy, I am really lax about writing in this thing! Can't even write about things when they happen, for crying out loud. Oh, well. Que sera, sera, as the old saying goes.

Okay, here's what's happened in the past couple of months. A little after Christmas my dad started talking about the possibility of giving my mom a Welsh Corgi puppy as a present for next Christmas. Her dad fell in love with the breed when he was serving in England during WWII and she had a Corgi growing up, so the breed is pretty much in her blood. Then Mom up and decides that she's ready to start looking for another dog, and Dad brings up the issue of getting a puppy.

Fast-forward about a month. Mom's been searching on the Internet for Corgi breeders in the Midwest area. Then she spots an ad in the classifieds about a breeder in Harvard with a litter of seven Corgi puppies that are ready to be adopted. We decide to go up there to look at the puppies. There were only two reds (Corgis with red and white markings) in the litter; the rest were tri-colors (Corgis with black, red and white fur markings). We were most interested in the reds than the tris, so we focused most of our attention on them. In the end we ended up picking the female red because she had a sweet face, and because she appeared to be the most calm and mellow of the bunch.

That poor thing must have been so confused that first day. She was taken from her home by strangers, had to ride in an unfamiliar vehicle and carted around to different places like Petsmart (where we went to get puppy supplies) and my grandparents' house (where Grandpa promptly fell in love with her). However, she didn't really start crying until we put her to bed in her kennel. Unfortunately I only got to spend a day with her, since the day after we got her I had to go back to school.

After about a week down at school, I couldn't stand being away from my puppy any longer so I headed home for a weekend. Not only had she gotten bigger, but she had also come out of her shell and was an active, hyper little thing. And now she's getting bigger and even more active. We've dubbed her "Miss Madelyn Mae" (official spelling of "Madelyn" still up for debate), Maddie for short.

Let's see, what else has been going on? My relationship with Matt has toned down a lot since my last entry. He realized that he was being too pushy with me as far as us meeting and things like that, and so we've scaled back to being just friends. So that's a load off of my mind, at least for now.

Mr. Rogers died yesterday. That's still so hard to believe. I feel like yesterday I lost a piece of my childhood. Mr. Rogers was one of those people you thought would stick around forever. I don't even remember if I had heard that he was ill or not. At least I know that he didn't suffer for very long with it; only a few months. After having to see my other grandfather struggle for two or three years with both brain and lung cancer, I know how hard something like that is for everyone in the family. And even though I had outgrown his show years ago (although I wonder if anyone can truly 'outgrow' Mr. Rogers), I'm definately going to miss him.

So I guess the only fitting way to finish off this entry is with a bittersweet, "Goodbye, neighbor."

-Lady Iapetus

ladyiapetus: (impmon)
Boy, I am really lax about writing in this thing! Can't even write about things when they happen, for crying out loud. Oh, well. Que sera, sera, as the old saying goes.

Okay, here's what's happened in the past couple of months. A little after Christmas my dad started talking about the possibility of giving my mom a Welsh Corgi puppy as a present for next Christmas. Her dad fell in love with the breed when he was serving in England during WWII and she had a Corgi growing up, so the breed is pretty much in her blood. Then Mom up and decides that she's ready to start looking for another dog, and Dad brings up the issue of getting a puppy.

Fast-forward about a month. Mom's been searching on the Internet for Corgi breeders in the Midwest area. Then she spots an ad in the classifieds about a breeder in Harvard with a litter of seven Corgi puppies that are ready to be adopted. We decide to go up there to look at the puppies. There were only two reds (Corgis with red and white markings) in the litter; the rest were tri-colors (Corgis with black, red and white fur markings). We were most interested in the reds than the tris, so we focused most of our attention on them. In the end we ended up picking the female red because she had a sweet face, and because she appeared to be the most calm and mellow of the bunch.

That poor thing must have been so confused that first day. She was taken from her home by strangers, had to ride in an unfamiliar vehicle and carted around to different places like Petsmart (where we went to get puppy supplies) and my grandparents' house (where Grandpa promptly fell in love with her). However, she didn't really start crying until we put her to bed in her kennel. Unfortunately I only got to spend a day with her, since the day after we got her I had to go back to school.

After about a week down at school, I couldn't stand being away from my puppy any longer so I headed home for a weekend. Not only had she gotten bigger, but she had also come out of her shell and was an active, hyper little thing. And now she's getting bigger and even more active. We've dubbed her "Miss Madelyn Mae" (official spelling of "Madelyn" still up for debate), Maddie for short.

Let's see, what else has been going on? My relationship with Matt has toned down a lot since my last entry. He realized that he was being too pushy with me as far as us meeting and things like that, and so we've scaled back to being just friends. So that's a load off of my mind, at least for now.

Mr. Rogers died yesterday. That's still so hard to believe. I feel like yesterday I lost a piece of my childhood. Mr. Rogers was one of those people you thought would stick around forever. I don't even remember if I had heard that he was ill or not. At least I know that he didn't suffer for very long with it; only a few months. After having to see my other grandfather struggle for two or three years with both brain and lung cancer, I know how hard something like that is for everyone in the family. And even though I had outgrown his show years ago (although I wonder if anyone can truly 'outgrow' Mr. Rogers), I'm definately going to miss him.

So I guess the only fitting way to finish off this entry is with a bittersweet, "Goodbye, neighbor."

-Lady Iapetus

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I forgot to mention that my love for the Muppets has finally spilled over onto the Internet, and I have a second website.

15 Seconds to Curtain! is a site dedicated to my favorite Muppet of them all, Scooter. Scooter was performed by the late, incredibly talented Richard Hunt. I created the site because I thought it was past time Scooter got his due, especially since the character has been more or less retired after Richard's death in 1991. Hopefully with his reappearance in the Muppet Christmas movie this past year, Scooter will become more of a permanent fixture in the Muppet world again.

So feel free to visit. And, I dunno, jot a note down in the guestbook too. There, that's a good enough plug ;)

-Lady Iapetus

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I forgot to mention that my love for the Muppets has finally spilled over onto the Internet, and I have a second website.

15 Seconds to Curtain! is a site dedicated to my favorite Muppet of them all, Scooter. Scooter was performed by the late, incredibly talented Richard Hunt. I created the site because I thought it was past time Scooter got his due, especially since the character has been more or less retired after Richard's death in 1991. Hopefully with his reappearance in the Muppet Christmas movie this past year, Scooter will become more of a permanent fixture in the Muppet world again.

So feel free to visit. And, I dunno, jot a note down in the guestbook too. There, that's a good enough plug ;)

-Lady Iapetus

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