Pictures from my Choir Trip

This is The Gang. From right to left:
Dolly, Lady, Pepper (me), and Kitty. No these are not our real names. We have our own cute little club with cute names. It's funny how we got them. I'll have to tell you about it sometime.



This is in Spokan. Dolly's with me and that's another choir member Kelly. She's an awesome singer. She's nice too which is always a plus.

Some more choir people. The two boys on the end are Seth and Joey. Joey's the one I tried to hav a CTR (Choir Trip Romance) with but he's a slow mover.

Angel's the crazy looking one, Stephanie is next to Dolly, and Petite is another member of our gang.

So I know this looks like a gross picture. But it's a cool story that goes with it. You see while I was in Spokan we sang at a seminary early in the morning. On our way there we saw a "dead" porcupine and this was about six. Hours later we come back and he's still there. There was a crowd of people (like five) around him. My friends wanted to see and I said, "It's dead there's nothing to see." But they went over there anyway. And guess what, IT WASN'T DEAD!! So we stayed there in the middle of the road trying to keep any other cars from hitting it. Now, you would ask, "Who would hit a porcupine? I mean it's huge! Who could miss that?" Well you're right, they wouldn't miss it. There were two other pools of blood showing that it was indead hit more then once. This guy was pretty beat up. We called the police, fire department, vets were all closed, and animal control. Which, btw, is about two hours away! We were there for hours. We thought if it wasn't dead yet it would be. People would offer to have them kill it. Finally we thought maybe we should. But someone, who lives around there, said, "It's against the law." That put us in a tangent about cruelty to animals. We can't kill them because it's against humanity but don't offer any help to them either so they can die a slow and painful death. Yeah, real smart. Basically the only way this guy was going to get any help was if someone put him in their car and drove him to a vet. Only two of us were willing to do that, me and Kitty, but we didn't have a car.

So we waited some more. Finally someone came that knew a vet and the vet said they would get him. We also had someone go and get a couple of shovels. We put a towel over him so he wouldn't shoot quills at us (Yes they shoot quills) and moved him to the side of the road.

Later we found out that he wasn't dieing. He just had a really bad cut on his tail and was playing possum. HE LIVED!!! We were all very excited. When we went to the temple later that day, just after we left him for dead on the side of the road, we (that is Kitty and me) prayed for him. :) Yeah we are bleeding hearts and lame. But it was fun.