My first bar experience and how my dog is going to kill herself.

Yep, that's right, I had my first bar experience last night. Of course, I didn't get the whole experience since I'm only 20 and pregnant, but it was good enough for me. You may be wondering how I got into a bar since I'm only 20. My dad plays in like 4 different bands, and one of them was playing at this bar last night, and it was also a very special occasion, so my dad talked to the owner and got special permission for Payton and I to be there (for a limited amount of time). What was so important that I needed to go to a bar? My dad got engaged! It may not seem very romantic for him to propose at a bar, but for them it was perfect. This bar is where my dad and Christie met. He had invited a ton of people so they had a bunch of friends there. Before his band went on, he played a short, 3 song set of love songs. During the last song, he had Christie come on stage and sing back up for him. When the song was over, he got down on one knee and proposed. Of course, she said yes! I am so happy for them and so proud of my dad.
Payton and I were a little immature about it. The whole time we kept leaning over to each other and saying "heh, we're in a bar." When we first got there, my dad had gotten us Cokes and so when we left after my dad proposed, we realized "we were in a bar. We had a drink in a bar. We didn't pay for our drink in a bar!" and then Payton says to me "some guy bought us a drink in a bar!" It doesn't matter that the "some guy" was my dad. We kept saying that the whole way home and I realized that that is exactly why people don't let us in bars.
In other news, I'm pretty sure that Clementine is going to give herself a heart attack and die. She has been so freakishly anxious lately. More than usual. She has now torn up the carpet outside not only my bedroom but my mom's as well. When she's nervous, we can't let her out of our sight because she will destroy something. We can't let her go outside because she'll try to run away. If she doesn't kill herself, I think my mom might do it for her. I know you can buy prescription pills for humans like street drugs, can you do that with doggie Prozac or something? Clementine needs some serious drugs because she's going insane. Today, I woke up and my mom went to church so I came downstairs with the dogs and decided to make myself some breakfast. The sound of me opening the drawers in the kitchen to get silverware and a napkin scared her. The sound of me sitting down in the chair in the kitchen scared her. The sound of me getting up from the chair scared her. The sound of the microwave scared her. I don't know what to do for her anymore. She has two things that she does when she's scared. Either she runs away and hides and destroys things or she's totally up your ass. Obviously neither one of these are desirable situations. So, does anyone know where I can get some strong, cheap doggie drugs?

And as a final note, my baby can now move in rhythm to music. My mom says in theory he can but in truth he can't because he's a little white boy.