It sounds like my grandparents may be trying to give away Peggy, their Miniature Schnauzer. I'm not sure exactly why, I haven't heard the whole story. Apparently Peggy hasn't really been eating much lately. It sounds kind of like she's depressed. I hope that somebody tells me what is going on tomorrow. Grandma brought Peggy over around 4pm, figuring that being around Ruby might help put some life back into her. I hope it helped, but I don't think it really did. Then again, Peggy wasn't really given the opportunity to get comfortable and come out of her shell.

I told Sarah about trying out for Seattle Fashion Week. She's quite excited. I guess she really likes fashion. She said she'd want to work/intern at Vogue or Elle instead of Seventeen.