Well firstly i would like to answer a few questions people have been asking.
There is a good chance you are reading this, which means I am NOT as people have previously guessed, illiterate. As a matter of fact, before Yesterday my blogs daily readership was about 5. The most posts ever viewed in one day was a whopping 50, so i was fairly unconcerned with my grammar. Seeing as most of my blogs are typed out in little under a a few minutes or so, or so usually at the last minute, and mostly only read my family and my husband (who don’t care that 99.99% of the time I sound like I belong in a secial ed class.) I never had a reason to bother. I’m sure my grammar will never be perfect, but I will make more of an effort.
Honestly I never expected this story to spread as far as it did. I first posted it on a relatively small forum I frequent, and someone from there thought it was an interesting story and asked if they could post it on NeoGAF, so I made up a blog post quickly (as I’m taking the oneaday/postaday challenge, and needed to make a post anyways) and linked it.
It snowballed from there, being posted on Kotaku’s front page, and then reddit (thanks to Stoite, one of my good friends for posting it for me.) and then various other sites picked up on it, and suddenly my grammar was being attacked by the whole entire interwebs. Not cool man. Not cool.
Anyhow, moving on.
“what kind of dog is that?”
Jackelope (better known as Jack) is a Pitbull and or a pit mix. He is not vicious, and I am sure he never intended to break my game.
One day in early December, my husband and I were planning a party. He went to the store to get snacks, He came back with this bundle of doggy goodness. Jack was beat up, skinny, starving and absolutely freezing. We asked at the shelter if they had any missing reports of a dog with his description, but there were none. We posted ads on Craigslist, Facebook, and Twitter, as well as combing missing dog sites, but nobody was looking for him. He is estimated at about 6 months (give or take) and easily excited, as he is still a puppy.
When I moved into my husbands house, the only available plug was too far from the television to have my 360 horizontally. It could reach vertically, but just barely. Sure I could have moved the television, but the shelves on the tv stand were full anyways, so I figured “Hey, i’ll just leave this upright” at the time we didn’t have pets/a dog, so it wasn’t a big deal. Then when we found him it didn’t occur to me that he would be here that long, and frankly i didn’t think about it.
Lesson learned. (Please excuse the dust, old places tend to be like that.)
A lot of people have said that I don’t/didn’t deserve that. I agree. I didn’t ask for it, and I did nothing to warrant getting a free game. Shoot I was going to go out right away and get a new one that night, but luck decided to shine in my favour. I don’t want to make it seem like I am not incredibly grateful, because I am. I’m just trying to make it clear that I was in no way trying to get anything free, or anything like that. it’s simply that my game broke, I was sad, and posted about it. The right person was it, and decided to be incredibly nice. Again, thank-you so much. I honestly just wanted to let few people that are close to me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, I had no clue this would be all over the Internet.
Also a lot of people posted that if i was a guy, none of this would have happened. I am pretty sure there are similar stories out there in the gaming community that happened to dudes. Off the top of my head, I think bungie gave the dude who’s signed 360 was wiped when he got the RROD a lot of cool stuff stuff, and I may be wrong but I thought the kid that was tricked into thinking he was getting an xbox 360 for christmas was given an xbox from someone too… (that one i could be wrong about, but i heard it).
So, I am very sorry that I was in the right place at the right time… I’ll try not to do that ever again to appease you, you fickle internet masses. 🙂
P.S. Did I mention thank-you again? and thank-you to all the people that got warm and fuzzy inside, instead of complain-ey and mean
P.P.S Damn you, grammar nazis as I know in advance this will be nitpicked despite the fact that it now comes with 60% more capitalization.