So I had a birthday recently, and for anybody who doesn’t know me very well I hardly ever do anything exciting even for special occasions. This year was completely different however, and everything we did was special. First things first, my mom took me skydiving as my present. For her, this is very out of character but I was excited none the less. We drove down to Rockmart GA (it’s out past Austell for those people like me who live in civilization) and I jumped tandem at about 10:30. It was one of the coolest experiences of my life, and I will always have my mom to thank for that. We had a video made and pictures taken when I jumped so I can have it to eventually show my children. On the way home we stopped at a Petco to look at the adoptions. We always go look, but we’ve never made any movements toward adopting an animal. This day we stopped to look at a fluffy little puppy that looked like a bear cub. I was instantly in love, but I never thought we would leave with him. Thinking we would just move on, I got up and walked away. My mom caught up with me and told me to guard our puppy. I wasn’t sure what she meant, but I stayed with him and got to hold him. She came back to hold him and told me that she was filling out the paperwork. I was so shocked, but we were getting a puppy! We left with our fuzzy little mutt and went home to take it all in. I watched my skydiving video with my boyfriend and held the puppy we named Buster as I tried to take in everything that had happened that day.
