Monday, July 28, 2014

Bye Bye Stratus, Hello Benzo

After my car accident, my Uncle Tony gave me a Dodge Stratus. It's been a bit of a love hate relationship... as in we both hated each other ;) 3 weeks ago, The Strati, finally decided to kill itself (busted transmission).


In the meantime, I was taking public transportation, but on Monday I finally decided to bite the bullet and buy a car. I went to the dealership to look at CTS, but ended up settling on an E350. First I had to see how I looked in the car... HaHa



After much debate I decided I was ready to start the car buying process. I told my salesman Anthony to move over so I could input all my information into the computer.

And eventually I decided to sign my life away...

 ... and it was official, I bought my first car!

HELLO GORGEOUS! 


PS I named her Benny... Bah bah bah Benny and the Jets!

Monday, July 14, 2014

Sweet Home Chicago

I've been living in Chicago for over 2 years now and I absolutely love it. Moving was one of the best decisions I've ever made. I'm so thankful and blessed that I get to see this view every day...


I love you Chicago!

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Introducing Foster #3 : Mr. Al

I got a call the other day about a possible foster, Mr. Al. He was dropped off at the shelter with his eye hanging out of its socket. Yes, you read that correctly. The owners of the dog said they couldn't afford to take him to the vet. Thankfully one of the vets on hand at Animal Care and Control performed emergency surgery and added a skin graft on this little pups eye. Due to the severity of his injury, it was imperative that he was put into a home so as to avoid infection. 


Of course I couldn't say no to this adorable little guy. He was named Mr. Al, based off of Al Pacino's movie Scarface. He's such a little ham! Like Daisy, he's super affectionate and also follows me EVERYWHERE i go. He may look sad (because of his eye), but he's such a happy dog. I've noticed a little separation anxiety, when I leave the house. This seems to be a normal behavior of dogs that come out of the shelter... but can you blame them?! 


After a couple of days I was notified that someone was interested in taking Mr. Al. It was like a dagger to my heart. I was already head over heels for him. How could this all be happening so quickly? After my 2nd foster, I was told that it would start getting easier. Well someone lied to me!

When the car came to pick him up, I stood on the corner sobbing. I didn't want him to go. This definitely wasn't getting any easier.

A couple weeks later, I received these awesome photos. Mr. Al's eye looks so much better!!



Isn't he the sweetest little rescue you've ever seen?!