It’s Tortilla Time|

My good friend (and owner of Rocky) volunteers at the vet clinic at which I do my co-op. We have arranged to go in during the same hours this summer, which has already proved enjoyable.

It’s nice to have different friends for different purposes. This friend, for example, is my animal buddy. We take our dogs out for play dates and work together at the vet clinic. Most of our conversations consist of discussing the best brands of dog kibble, crate training and humorous tales of our canines. It is surprisingly difficult to find people, let alone fellow teenagers, as devoted to their animals as I.

This friend is also in my biology class, and informed me today that teachers have already made calls home about failed chem exams. I feel slightly at ease, though not totally in the clear. I was unaware that teachers made phone calls to those who failed their exams, which is most likely a good thing, as I haven’t received any calls as of yet.

I still feel that it may be too early to celebrate, though.