If you follow me on Instagram then you may have noticed that my most-liked picture recently changed from a picture of me and a ram to a picture of me and a puppy. How does it feel to know that animals are more worthy of likes than me and my friends? About as good as knowing that my self-worth is inextricably linked to social media likes.
Last week, my friend Beth and I embarked on what turned out to be quite the adventure with that puppy. And by adventure I mean we may have been reported to the ASPCA. Just hear me out...
Late Thursday night we wrapped the puppy in an old t shirt to keep her warm and rushed to Petco before it closed. While serious pet owners milled about perusing the latest and greatest in fortified kitten shampoo, Beth and I roamed the canine aisles asking each other how to find the "cheapest collar possible" and that is a direct quote. If that weren't bad enough, two women approached us wanting some face time with little Luna, always a scene-stealer. They started asking us questions that apparently any dog owner worth his weight in kibble would've known. When asked how old the dog was we both kind of stared at each other nervously before I guessed "5...months? weeks maybe?" Then they asked where we got her. "Some breeder" was the best we could do for that one. And on top of that...I'm not going to say that we dropped her...but she did manage to wiggle free from our clutches a few times. The ladies kept chatting us up and we did know enough to tell them that she was a chow-pei mix and they suggested we give her oatmeal baths for her bad skin and feed her a diet of sweet potatoes and shrimp. Meanwhile we've survived 4 years of college on Ramen and will stand in any line for 20 minutes in hopes of free pizza.
After escaping Petco's inquisitive patrons, we proceeded to sneak Luna into Target. And by we, I of course mean me. I nestled Luna into Beth's purse and zipped my winter coat around her. It was all fun and games until she stood up in the purse and whined to get out, unable to resist the designer collaborations and reasonable prices. With her nose poking out of my collar, it was time to abort the mission. Beth promptly left me to smuggle the dog out of Target alone. Thanks.
The next day, one of my best friends bought Luna at our benefit reception and Kelsey Davis brought her game face, outbidding everyone for a golden doodle puppy. Thanks Kelsey! If you ever need me to dog-sit I won't sneak your dog into a Target. At least I probably won't, I don't feel comfortable promising anything right now.
To get to sleep at night I tell myself that Luna was worth so many likes because it was #FTK, or For the Kids. The puppy was auctioned off to raise money for the Carolina For The Kids Foundation. For those of you quick enough to outrun me when I start talking about this organization, CFTK is the largest student-run non-profit in North Carolina. We have over a thousand dancers pledge to raise $150 each and stand for 24 hours at our annual marathon in support of the patients and families of the UNC Children's Hospital.
Dance Marathon is not a club. It's a lifestyle.
Today CFTK is attempting to raise $25,000 in 25 hours! If you are interested in making a donation, you can do so online at http://uncdm.convio.net/site/TR/Events/General?px=1001503&pg=personal&fr_id=105.
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