Monday, April 11, 2011

Ava

I miss my little ball of fluff, Ava.
She was gone for a little while now.  I am only sharing about it now because I don't like having the thought that she was taken away from me wrapped around in my head.
She made me laugh, she made me smile, she made me feel loved...bottom line, she made me feel happy.
Ever since they gave her away, I keep thinking about her.  When she was here, she helped me to relieve my stress everyday after school.  I miss cuddling with her.  I miss taking naps with her.  I miss playing with her.  Most of all, I miss playing the guitar for her.  :)  That was the one special thing we always did together, play the guitar.
When she was here with me, I would play my guitar sitting on the floor, so she could reach.  haha.  And as I'm strumming, she would come over and strum the guitar too.  haha  :)  Cutest thing ever.

Well, I just wanted to share that because for the past few days, I kept thinking about her and it kept making me sad to the point that I get teary-eyed.  It's been hard coming home lately from a long day and not seeing her around.  I'm also starting to feel that it was getting unhealthy to keep that feeling to myself, so I had to let it out.  lol.
I was really hoping that she would be with me for a long time and that we would be the best of pals, but that obviously was not the case.  The reason why she was taken away, I'd rather not share.  But yeah...I miss her a lot.

Oh! and just a few days ago, I decided to name my guitar after her, "Ava". :)

Ava sleeping next to her favorite toy when she was sick.
I caught Ava making a hole in her dog food bag.  She was addicted to that stuff!!  It was her favorite.  She didn't know when to stop eating.
Yup, she's a Digbyholic too.

Ava on Christmas family picture taking day.
Ava and I on New Year's Eve.

Awkward Moments

Just a little while ago, I went scrapbook shopping.  One of the things I bought was super glue.
So there I was at the cashier counter.  I placed all my stuff down and the cashier girl started scanning my items.  After scanning the super glue, she stared at me, so I stared back at her.  We stared awkwardly at each other for a little bit when she finally said in a soft spoken and monotone voice, "I'm sorry, may I see your ID?  I need to make sure that you are over 18 to purchase this."
Seriously?  I need to be over 18 to purchase super glue??  On top of that, what do I look like...15?!  I'm turning 20 soon for goodness sakes!!

LOL

xo, J