we are not the only crazy people in the world

Our house is old. It was built in the late 1800's as polygamist housing. Thus the reason that things often break here. When we first moved in, the plumbing broke. Our toilet would not flush and dirty sewer water came out of the bathtub. Once we got that fixed, it broke again. Our heater is old and doesn't work well. Our backyard wooden gate is falling down. Our plugs are situated in very random (hehe you're welcome, Jeff) places.

Recently, our oven decided to break. Luckily most of the stuff that goes wrong with this place is covered by the landlord, but it is still a pain to fix it. So, the repairman came out to fix the oven this afternoon. He was quite nice, and had the thickest mullet that I have ever seen in my life. Big bonus. Anyway, he saw Hero and he started talking about his dogs. His 11 dogs. Yes, 11 Yorkshire Terriers. 11. His wife breeds them, which kind of explains it--but he said that the 11 dogs are all theirs. AND he told me about how they spent 11,000 dollars on surgery for one of them. WOW.

So, I thought I would share that little tidbit of information. I know that I come across as insane sometimes about the dog, but I thought that maybe you all would think better of me now. I still only have 1 monster, and we haven't spent 11,000 dollars on her yet. Or ever.