More dogs, and a pig attack

Tomorrow we go speak with our lawyer for our preinterview to make sure we're all set. We need proof our marriage is true and not just a ploy to sneak into the United States to find work. I don't work online or anything. I guess it was neat seeing a palm tree for the first time. I just can't respect a country though, that doesn't have shreddies or milk in bags. Really though, the two countries are pretty much the same. It all comes down to the fact that one country had Eli and one didn't.

Strangely, a lot of the evidence they asked for were things like joint bank accounts, shared bills, me on the lease. These were things I was unable to get without a social security number. I can't get a SSN without a green card. I need the SSN to get the account to make proof for the green card. I would like to describe my frustration with this humorous picture of a pig attack.



They were so peaceful, and as soon as I went for the photo one just went for it. Maybe it stewed for weeks. Maybe it was premeditated. Maybe pigs are just mean little bastards.

I do have to thank you all for the cards and gifts you sent us. They even went above and beyond because they count as evidence. The envelopes addressed to here with both our names, and containing pretty cards with genuine loving wishes certainly helps. We shall see next week if it's enough. Most our 'courting' was done online in a game, though so failed the 'love letters and dates' section.

We just aren't a very conventional couple, are we?

"So how did you first take notice of Eli?"

"Oh man, I was defending Tarren Mill on my tauren hunter and he fireball critted me for like, a billion. Then he danced on the mailbox over my corpse."

Somehow it lacks the same magic as eyes meeting across a crowded room.

I will now post a series of pictures I call 'Dogs in Motion' taken at the dog park. Featured among them is a picture of Cody's first public bark since we got him. He's really opening up.









I went to the zoo alone today just to try it out. I like to take my time and sometimes my company likes to rush over to the food stand then out the door. It was alright. It was seniors day and I figured it would be packed, but they let me in and I wandered through the zoo. Now I'm not sure if I did it wrong or something but I was literally alone in there for the first hour. I saw a security guard once, but otherwise it was just me. I've DREAMED of a visit like that. No kids.. nothing. I could hear the wolves walking. I will never ever get a time like that again.

The wolves were interesting all alone. I heard the zookeeper call them with a whistle once that sounded like a howl, so I figured "Who's gonna know?" and tried it out. One immediately came over to check me out but he seemed fairly concerned the whole time. I got him to make about 3 passes until he no longer fell for the whistle trick.

So here's the images of the cautious wolf. I love his eyes.