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{October 8, 2020}   What We Did This Weekend

So last week me and JW were talking about his dog and him being lonely. He is home all day by himself and then wants someone to play and pet him all night. I don’t blame him. That is why we have always had two dogs when we were all in school and work.

JW said he wanted to go get him a kitten over the weekend but the shelters would be closed. I looked and a few were open so he said he would see when he was off on Sunday.

So we looked around online at what the shelters had. One wanted $75 for kittens. The other said starting at $25 and they had one he really liked. I woke him up early so we could get everything done he was tired. He hasn’t been sleeping good. I didn’t want to get him up but if I didn’t we wouldn’t get things done. I took him to breakfast and we ran to the store to return something. Then off to the SPCA to look at kittens. They have most the cats and kittens in rooms with toys and things let them run around. It is a really nice set up. We went in a few and the last one we walked in we were both like I like that one and picked one up. We both picked different ones up. But thought they other was cute too. JW picked up a little black one and I had a little orange Tabby.

I am not a cat or kitten person. But When I was younger there was this huge fat orange Tabby that hung out at my grandma’s house. We feed, watered him and loved on him. He was an outside cat. Then my dad had a big fat tabby who was raised by our dog and thought he was a dog. I have just always like the little Orange kitties. I can think of a few other cats that weren’t tabby we had. So there has pretty much always been cats around growing up.

JW and I played with the kitties in the room and decided we wanted the little black one and small orange one. There was another Orange one but he was fatter. His belly was fat, kind of looked like maybe something was wrong.

When we were in one of the first rooms we seen prices on the window. It said kittens were $60 adult cats were $25 and older cats were $5. We were a little unhappy because it said $25 online. We didn’t think the other’s would be over twice that. But one of the employees said they were having a special buy me get my buddy free. So two for $60. We still at that point wasn’t looking for two. But when we found them it just seemed meant to be.

They are both right at 3 months old. Just over from what they can tell. Mine is the older of the two. He was rescued from Mississippi from the storm. JW’s was rescued from the county over from us. His name is Prince. Mine was Burton. I have been calling him Pumpkin (Punk) for short.

When we were looking online we seen an Orange one his name was Pumpkin. I wanted him right away. He was a fluffy Tabby like the one at my grandma’s. And Pumpkin was what my dad’s mom and family called him growing up. My aunt’s and cousins still call him that. But then some how we were on a page of cat’s from NC. To far to go. I found this one I thought it would be fitting. But I don’t know I may change it. I can’t decide.

It was funny because JW seen one he wanted but we weren’t sure where he was at the shelter. We could not remember what room it said and it looked like some had been moved. So we were just looking and figured we would ask if we didn’t find one. When we told the lady the one’s we wanted she scan them to tell us about them and it was the one he seen on line and wanted. We weren’t sure because there was a littler of like 3 or 4 they looked close to the same. But there was only 2 in there and we hadn’t seen the others. We thought we had seen him on a different shelters site maybe. But he wasn’t he was there and they found each other. He loved JW when he came in and sat down he was playing with him then he licked his nose when he stood up was petting him before we went out.

This is mine on the way home. He laid on my lap and slept

His wanted to run all over the truck. He had to hold him in his lap to get him to stay.

They were not sure what to think of the dog. They were safe up here but was still keeping an eye on him. Pumpkin is warming up to the dog a bit now. As long as the dog is not looking at him he is okay. He will walk right beside or in front of him sit close. But as soon as the dog looks he gets ready to fight if he has too. He don’t his spit or slap right away. He waits if the dog tries to smell or touch him then he will. Small progress but it is something. The black one will not get near him. He is still scared.

Sunday night they ran all over the bed messed with me all night. There is no door on the room to keep them out. I was so aggregated. Last night as soon as they started i got up picked them up put them in the bathroom with their litter box and closed the door. JW said they would meow all night we would have to let them out. I guess they went to sleep I never heard anything. They came walking out fine when he open it this morning. Won’t hurt them until they learn to go to sleep or not to play on the bed. They have a towel in there to sleep on and their box.

I am thinking about giving the Orange one to Little Bitty for her birthday. JW say’s I can’t keep them together and with the dog for a few weeks then take him away. I will have to see how they are doing when I get ready.

So that is what we did this weekend. Next weekend I need to get them in a checked and shots. Mine needed his rabies the day we got him but the vet wasn’t in to give it. JW’s was to little to get his. So they gave me vouchers to wave the office visits to get them checked. She gave me one for the one shot he should of had that day. So all we will pay for is the one shot for mine and the two for his. He wanted to take them to our vet get them started there and it is closer and they are open 7 days a week. But I explained to him it was extremely cheaper to get them there and it would be the same as if they already had given them. He didn’t realise they waved the office visits. That is $90 in itself.

But we are happy with our new babies. JW is so cute with them. He just plays and talks to them pet’s them.



{December 2, 2019}   R.I.P My Girl

 

This was probably one of the worst long holiday weekends we have had in a long time, maybe ever. Last Monday I had to take the dog to the emergency vet after my night job. I ended up leaving work at 11 that night to take her. She was having a lot of trouble getting up and moving around and fell and couldn’t get up. The kids got her in the house because she was outside. When I got there I tried to get her to get up and she wouldn’t or couldn’t. She would just move the front of her body around and try to drag or pull her back legs around. I put a blanket down to get her on to take her to the vet and she couldn’t get on it. She loves to ride but couldn’t even get up when I asked her if she wanted to go for a ride.

We finally got her on the blanket it and it took us a while to move her and get her into the car. We could hardly get her picked up. We could only get her a little piece and have to sit her down. When we got there they came out and got her on a stretcher. Once inside she got up and moved around for them some but still had problems and wasn’t to strong.

The vet came in and checked her out. He didn’t do x rays but really moved her legs around and checked her back and things really good. He seemed to think it was arthritis in her hips. We didn’t do x rays because she had problems a few years ago and they gave her meds and she was good in a few days and had not had problems since. They said in 3 to 4 days we should see an improvement.

By Friday she wasn’t doing better and the meds were not helping with pain for very long at all. She was needing it again well before time for her to have it again. I had pain meds they gave her before that she didn’t need all of so I called the drug store to see if she could take the two meds together and they said yes. I got home and told them to give her the pain med until I could call her vet and get her in the next morning.

I called them Saturday morning and they said they could get her in at 1. It took a bit to get her in the car again but she was more able to help us get her in there. We got there and she wouldn’t get out. I told oldest to go in and ask them to help us with her. While she was in there I finally got her to get out of the car. She wanted to walk all over but I got her to go in because I knew that she wasn’t going to walk around long or would fall down. I didn’t want her to get stuck outside. About the time we walked in they were coming from the back with a stretcher to get her in. They took us right into a room.

The tech came in and talked to us she said the vet would like xrays and blood work. We were fit in between appointments and late so it maybe a little bit before she could get in to see us but we could have this in the works and ready when she got in. I told them we would do the x ray but I wanted to talk to the doctor and wait for the blood work. By the time they got back to us the doctor came in with them. We talked and she took her to get the x rays. We really thought it was going to be her hips and she needed stronger medication.

They brought her back in and said her hips looked great, even for her age. Then they told us (oldest went with me) that it was her spine. They said it was getting narrow and it had arthritis in it and it was what was causing her to lose control and not be able to use her back legs. She said we could put her on stronger meds and pain meds and see how well we could manage it. But that it would not really improve her, she would most always need help getting up and getting around. They were talking about the stronger meds also would effect her organs and with her being older was more likely to happen and probably wouldn’t take long to. She also pointed out that the mass she has was kind of swollen and was at risk of busting open. She said she didn’t know if it was that way because she was just in heat and would go down or not. She said we would just have to watch it. She said that she would start to get pressure sores from not being able to move and things as well.

She didn’t just dump it all on us, she told me as I asked her questions and things. I just told her I was trying to figure out if the meds were going to help or just prolong things? That I didn’t want her to suffer but that I also didn’t want to rush to do anything if she had a chance of improving and doing alright if we just worked with her and gave her time.

She said that she felt at this time it would just be giving her quantity of life not quality. She told us we could take her home and come back later or another day to give us time and things. She said that honestly she felt it was time and that she felt she was ready. I told her I said I want to do what is best for her. I don’t want to take her home to just give us time and things when she is suffering. I just want to be sure we are doing the right thing. She said no she understood and answered all our questions and talked with us for a while. We decided it was best for her and that we needed go ahead and do it. We told the tech and she took her out and put the iv in. She said it would be a while before the vet could get to us she was in the other rooms seeing other animals. She asked if we would be ready when she was done or if we just wanted to leave her or let her know when we were ready. I told her we be okay let us know when the vet was ready.

My oldest decided she didn’t want to be there while they did it. I was fine with that. I have had to do this two other times and hate it but won’t just leave them alone while they do it and let them spend their last few minutes alone they been there so much for us.

In a little bit the tech and vet came back in. They had ice cream and cake or something on a plate for her. My oldest went out. She was on a big towel on the floor we were sitting on. They sat down on the floor with me and the dog. They gave her the plate of treats. She ate the cake up right away. Then she started on the ice cream. She ate a good amount of it. While she was eating it they gave her an injection to make her go to sleep as if they were going to do surgery on her. She went to sleep right away, they moved the plate over from her. She started to snore and was laying there so peacefully. Then the vet said she would give her the injection that would do it and it would be done with in just a minute or two. I told her okay. I sat there and pet her and held her head and they gave her the shot. In a minute she said it was done. I just cried we had cried the whole time we sat there petting her and talking to her. I looked at her and we all got up after a few minutes and I looked down at her. She looked like one of those huge stuffed animals that you see at the store. I just wanted to reach down grab her and cuddle her. I had to leave the room, I couldn’t sit there and see her like that.

We got home and I had to tell the kids she went to be with Sprite our dog that got hit a few years ago and passed. They are so upset. My Little Bitty said can we just get out of here and go do something? I don’t want to be in the house without her right now. The other kids all were upset as well.

My poor little Bitty cried and cried last night and all she has said since I told her is this is the worse time for this to happen. This is the worse day for this to happen. She needed to be here for Christmas, she was supposed to be here so she could see all the pretty Christmas stuff and lights and to get her gifts. Then she could go be with her and grandpa. I keep telling her that they are all together and happy watching over her. But she is still upset. It is understandable. I feel horrible for them.

We got her when my older two were 3 and 2. They picked her out when she was a few days old and brought her home at 8 weeks old, just a few days before Christmas. She been around pretty much all my kids lives. She loved them as much as they loved her. She has been apart of our family for 12 years. That is a long time and seems even longer for kids. I don’t know what breaks my heart more, wjat we had to do or for them to have to go through this again and with one they are so close to.

Little Bitty took her picture here and added to it as you can see.

Today Pops got to the shop late, it was after lunch. I told him I had to go over across the way to the vets a minute. It’s probably not even a quarter mile from our office now. When we move it will be even closer. But I ran over and picked up the paw print they made. I went in and told them what I was there for and everything. They went back and brought a little bag out. I didn’t even look in I went to leave. As I was walking across the parking lot back to the car I felt the bag and could tell there was more in it. About the that time it hit me. It was her collar and leash. Now I don’t know what to do with it. One thing the kids said was where is her collar? I told them I left it on her, left it with her. They said good we want it to stay with her. I was that way with my other dogs as well. I didn’t want their collars I felt they should be with them and one I had loved his collar he hated for you to take it off. He sit and wait for you to put it back on him.

So when I felt them in the bag today this oh no now what just came over me. My first thought was to throw them away but it just seems wrong to throw them away. I hate to take them home to the kids because I know it is going to upset them they wanted it to stay with her. Right now they are still in the bag with the print I have to figure out what to do with them before I go home tonight. If I had my truck I just toss them in one of the boxes or what and figure it out later but this car has no where to keep things. I wish I jad noticed inside I would of asked them to keep them. Just told them the kids wanted them to stay with her I didn’t want them to see them. I know I shhould just be the adult and get rid of them or what but I can’t and dont know what to do with them either. Getting rid of them feel like we just didn’t care or don’t care and that isn’t it at all. We just wanted them to stay with her and not to have them. There isn’t really anything we can do with them other than just have them laying around. I will probably just take them home and drop them in my trunk.



{July 29, 2019}   All Ready To Be Picked Up

I got a call from the vets office a little while ago telling me the the dog would be already to go home around 4. I told them I would be there around 6 that I was working until 5. They said that was fine. I said so everything went okay and her test came back negative? They said yes everything came back good and she did great during the surgery.

I have to pick her up and go to work for awhile. I hope that everything rolls out of Boston early and I don’t have to be there very long although I need the money and should stay as long as I can. But I don’t think she is going to be good for to long. I just hope she does good and don’t cause a problem and I have to leave right away. Sometimes she does great with people other times she don’t. But most the time I have the problem with her is at home. She wants to protect her house. She did great at the office today in the waiting room and in the car at the little store why I got gas and my drink. She just watched everyone out the window and laid down.



{July 29, 2019}   Doom and Gloom Has Come Again

I don’t know what to think that doom and gloom feeling has rushed over me this morning. I got up early because I had to take the dog a million miles away to drop her off to be spayed before I went to work this morning. I got there at 8 to just drop her off. I didn’t talk to anyone until 8:45 or after. Then since she has had two seizures they wanted me to talk to the vet. She was scared of him did not like him at all. He listen to her and said she has a pretty good heart murmur. Ideally we would do a heart work up on her EKG and ECO and I think something else. But he said that is getting into a lot of money. He seem to think she should do good. But they wanted to do a heart worm test to make sure it isn’t that. He said he could do it why I waited but I told him I thought she was healthy and fine. That I really had to get to work that I would leave her and let them test her and if anything was wrong to call me. I think they told me before she had the murmur. She has only been to the vet once since I had her. She is healthy as I told him and she was quick to point out that she seemed that way but we really didn’t know. Even then I was okay and didn’t feel that anything was wrong. I did have the though before he said all that, that maybe I should just skip it and take her home. But know she needs to really be done she is so young and we don’t need puppies. I feel that everything is going to be okay but then I feel bad for just leaving her and not waiting for them to do the test. But it was almost 9:30 and I needed to be towns away at work by 10. I know that the test is going to come back fine and they are going to have to do what they need to do and I will pick her up at 6 and she will be great.

I think when I lost my bumper i messed up something under my car. I know I still haven’t told you about that either. I have been really busy getting nothing done this weekend and being told what a horrible mother I am and how sorry everyone feels for my kids. And dealing with Sleeping Beauty mess. But now I have to see what that is and get it fixed. I don’t even know if I should be driving it or what will happen if something happens. I don’t think I am supposed to have a vehicle.

Then I started thinking about my car the shit show I have with the one I just bought. I got an offer of $500 on my old truck why I was leaving the vet. I really need more but really don’t think I am going to get it at this point or after the fire and damage now. I have $500 worth of tires on it.

Thinking about all that is going on and the fact of doing it alone and just everything I don’t know what to think or where to go. It just hit me like hitting a break wall on the way to work doom and gloom something bad is going to happen. I still don’t feel that it is to do with the dog. I feel like it is something at home or with the kids. I have had that feeling about the house for a little while now but hadn’t really thought much of it or let it get to me. I keep telling myself everything is fine and that nothing is going to happen. But today is just hard and I don’t know why that is at the top of the list.



{April 7, 2019}   Homing Pigeons

I want to get homing pigeons, one for each of us and race them. Not really race them against others just each other. Might be fun to get bff kids some all of us raise them and race them. I have researched and looked into them off and on for a little while now. I think it would be fun to do with the kids.

Anyone ever have any dealings with homing pigeons? Tell me the good, bad and ugly.



{October 11, 2018}   Re:Poor Oldest

Last night while I was at work she messaged me a picture of a message she had gotten from a lady.

It said she was left a huge aviary and has over 100 birds like the one that got away. She said she would love for her to have some since hers had gotten away. She ask her how much and she said free. She said she felt bad about hers getting away and she didn’t want her to be sad. That they had plenty to share. She was asking her how many she would like, what colors, how old everything. She has from hand held babies to years old. She sent her a bunch of pictures of all different ones.

But she is about 2 hours or more away. It would cost as much in gas as it would to just buy one. I told her to tell her thank you but at this time that was not a trip we were able to make. If I was and I was better prepared I would see if I could may buy a few from her and make the trip. If she gave oldest one or two and was interested in selling a few for a better price than pet stores it would be worth it. We could get baby ones and pick colors we wanted and she has a better selection than stores all around and hers are held and played with so tamed more than pet stores who just “hand feed” them.

Oldest told her it was not a trip we could make right now but thank you so much for such an offer. She wrote back and said she comes north of us about 15 mile away, a couple times a month. If we could tell her what she wanted age and color she would pick them and bring them. We could just meet her. I told her tell her we would talk about it she would get back with her she said okay great.

 

 



{October 9, 2018}   Poor Oldest

Back in 2015 my oldest took her money she had saved and bought herself two birds and a nice cage. She has managed to keep them a live and happy the last three years and moved them into a bird mansion with in the last year or so.

But she has a bad habit of taking them out at times they should not be out lately. So Saturday we were cleaning the truck out. Well the boys left the front door open, I was sitting in the truck and noticed it. I kept thinking I should tell them to close it but wasn’t really worried about it as the dogs were in their cages.

Well in a little bit Oldest goes in and comes out crying. Her bird was gone. She has this huge cage for these 2 little birds and it has an area on top they can come out and sit. Well she put them up there knowing we were going in and out to the truck and knowing the cage is right next to the front door.

I feel bad for her and I don’t because we have been going around about this for a while and her doing things like this. She is so worried about him now, how he going to get food, stay dry, safe, sleep and on and on. The other bird don’t seem to even care that its a lone now. She’s worried it is going to die from being a lone.



{September 5, 2018}   Pet Cemetery

I’m going to have to start refuring to my house as the pet Cemetery. I had to go beary another guinea pig today. As I am getting ready to go to the store and my interview and everything else I had to do, the older kids tell me another one died. One died about 9 months ago or so. I told them take the live one out put the cage outside until I could deal with it.

I had to take care of it after I got the kids from school. I had to tell Little Bitty her’s died. She didn’t seem bothered at all went on carrying on as always. Then dinner time I guess she really thought about it and it hit her. She got all upset. But after that she calmed down was okay.

We now have a dog, two pigs, two frogs in our yard. I should have made a spot in the back corner or somewhere an put them all but I didn’t. The dog we did she is in the front yard under my bedroom window under the tree. But the two pigs are just random spots in the backyard. I just wanted it done and over with. I don’t do dead animals.

I think my older son has the right idea about tortoise they live forever.



{April 28, 2017}   R.I.P. Sprite

This is what I woke up to every morning with her. This was her way of telling me she wanted to go outside now it was time to get up.

My Friend was here Friday night and Father of the year came to drop money off around 11 when he got off work. Me and Wanda went out for a little bit and didn’t do anything but end up back at home in no time. Me and her were sitting outside and he came out and was sitting. He got up and went inside to get something, when he did he pushed the door to but not closed. I didn’t think anything of it we do it all the time when the dogs are in their cage. I had sent the three older kids to bed and Little Bitty was laying on the couch all covered up watching tv.

In a minute my friend said the dogs they are out. I tried to grab them but couldn’t, I told Father of the year to get the leashes and got his truck key to get in the car and try to go catch them. Well I back out and am sitting in front of the house just before the 4 way stop. The Little dog I seen running in the yard across the street from us. Father of the year went over and was trying to catch her she was running around the yard. They ended up by the mail box next to the road. This car came up to turn we started yelling for them to stop and motion for them to stop. They came flying around the corner and when they did the dog was in the road. They hit her, stopped then took off and hit/drug her. I didn’t see it happen because it was to the side and behind my truck I was going the other direction. Father of the year started yelling and screaming at them and followed them. They went two streets up and went in side. The guy on the other corner from me called the police. We got the other dog and came home. Me and Wanda loaded the dog up and drove her to the animal hospital place that was open late. She seemed okay just a little trouble breathing but seemed like from shock probably. Everyone thought she was okay just scratched up and things. I just had a bad feeling about it all the way there.

We got there I took her out they took her back on a stretcher thing inside and to a room. They told me to wait in the waiting area they would look her over come get me let me know what they found what they felt needed to be done. In a little while they finally came in and got me and said they needed to do x rays to start with because they could not hear any lung sounds at all from her. They gave me a thing saying it would be between $300 and $420 for all that and bringing her in. They said it could be bruising on the lungs and she would need to rest or the chest area could be filling with air and they would have to tap the chest with a needle and take the air out. He seem to think that it would be one of the two things. I had to call my sister to see if we could borrow money because Father of the year had just enough to do x rays and things but I needed to know if I could get money to treat her once we knew what it was or figure out how to do that. She said yes and how much she could give me. I told them go ahead and do the x ray.

They came back in a little bit and showed us the x ray. It was much worse than he thought. She had a hernia her stomach was pushing into her lungs and giving them no room to move and it was shoving her heart over out of place where it should be. He said that it had to be fixed and would be $3000 to $4000 to do it. He said they couldn’t do it there and would have to call farther south of where we were to see if they had someone that could do it for me or wait until Monday to get it a hold of someone to see if they could do it. He said that my vet or one in the area may even try and do it for a little less just to try and save her life and save me some money if I didn’t have that to take her to a specialist. He then said he had not looked at kidneys, bladder, liver, intestines or anything like that. It would be more testing and that they would need to do it before hand and there was still no guarantee that they would not run into something worse wrong when they got in there that may not show on the test. They may or may not be able to fix at the time and would cost more. He said it had to be done she could not live that way (I knew that). He said he had never seen something so bad and never expected to see that when they took the x ray. He said he sure wished it was one of the other two things he thought it was because it would have been a lot simpler and cheaper and they just do it and it be done with, because they can do them there.

I had to tell them I had to put her to sleep because there was no way I could afford to do all she needed and not knowing if there was other things that needed to be taken care of. I felt horrible but I really couldn’t do anything more for her. I couldn’t let her suffer either. I called Father of the Year and told him what they said. I told him to just tell the kids she didn’t make it. I didn’t want them to feel bad that we couldn’t do more for her or anything like that. I told him to ask them did they want me to let the vet office to take care of her or did they want me to bring her home so that they could buried her. They said they wanted to bring her home and buried her.

I let them know they brought her into the room where I was and let me spend sometime with her. She laid down in the floor instead of on the blanket they brought in for her. I sat down with her she just kept looking up at me. I pet her and talked to her cried with her. I seen her eye and it was different too. She has a brown eye and a half brown half blue eye. Well the blue of the half blue eye was turning white like the white of her eye. I don’t know why but it wasn’t that way. I told the vet later when he came in that I noticed that. He said he didn’t know there could be something wrong in the brain from being hit. But not knowing her and the way her eyes were they seemed fine to him when he look but that yes something could be wrong if it wasn’t normal for her. I told him I didn’t want to know why or the details of why it may be happening so that was just what he said.

I spend I don’t know how long with her she looked like she was in more stress than she was when I took her in. She just layed down on her side and layed her head in my lap. They had put an iv in her leg before they brought her in. I sat there with her for a while. She just kept looking up at me like she knew. They tell you to just push the button when you are ready and things. I sat there forever I couldn’t push the button knowing what it meant and what was about to happen. After a long time and her seeming like it was getting harder for her to breath my friend finally pushed it for me. The vet came in ask if I wanted to lay her on the blanket i told him I tried that is where she went. I was okay with it she seem comfrable there and that was where she wanted to be. I told him I did not want to know what he was doing or what did what. I just wanted him to do it. I sat there and held her head in my lap like she been laying and put my head down. He started doing what he had to do. He started to tell me with the first shot what was going to happen or what it was for. I told him again I do not want to know anything I don’t want to know what is happening when. He said okay and just finished and in a minute or two he said it was done.

We went out they took her and put her in a bureral box and then brought her out to the truck and help put her in. We got home at 4 something in the morning and Father of the Year dug a place to bury her. I came in and talk to the big kids they had just laid down not long before I got home. The little kids were a sleep and had no clue what was going on. My oldest didn’t want to be out there when we done it. Big boy wanted to but was falling a sleep, I told him I would wake him but if he didn’t wake up I was not going to keep bothering him or forcing him to get up and that we would just do it. He said ok. When we were ready he was out and would not get up so we just done it. He was okay with it in the morning. Little Bitty was the first one up and went to look for her to see what the doctor said if she was okay. I told her she wasn’t here, she asked if she was still at the doctor being taken care of? I told her no, I told her she was hurt to bad and didn’t make it. She said she died? I told her yes and she said okay. She didn’t really say to much more about it. She said like grandpa and something about them coming back to see her when they were better. I told her yes like grandpa and that grandpa and Sprite were in heaven together now, but they wouldn’t be coming back just like we haven’t been able to see grandpa in a long time. She said okay. She only 4 she don’t really have the full grasp of it all.

My Big Guy got up next and she ran to tell him and was trying to tell him. I told her to please just wait and let me tell him in a minute when once he was out of bed. I sent her to play. Once he got down off the bunk and went to the bathroom I called him in and told him she didn’t make it and that we buried her in the front yard under my window by the tree over where she use to be and play with lizards. He got upset but was better than I thought.

The last week has been better than I expected, my Big Boy and Big Guy I think have taken it the worse. Big Boy is grouchy, short and snippy with everyone. My Big Guy cries at the drop of a hat and gets upset about everything even if he wouldn’t normally. I just keep trying to talk to them but they just say they are alright. I think they are still in shock i don’t know. I still can’t believe it, it seems so odd not having her here but not at the same time. I feel lost when I go to pet the other dog because she always came up and horned in and made sure she got her love too. And she was the one that woke me up every morning.

This was her big cheesy grin she would get because she was getting belly rubs. She loved for you to pet her and talk to her and she was so happy to get belly rubs.

Oh and the wonderful police we have they came said there was nothing they could do really but they were going to go talk to them. They went around there and came back and said they would not even answer the door to them. They knew it was a hit and run. They said sue them for the vet bills if we wanted too but it cost me more to take them to court and then the time and everything else involved when I don’t have either one with everything else. I seen them the other day and their car has a huge dent in it on the side I guess where Father of the Year hit it when they started trying to pull away and wouldn’t let him get her out. Because we never seen the dent in it before. He was scared he was going to go to jail when the cops came because of it but they ran after hitting her with her still under the car what did they expect was going to happen.



Today I was sitting there in the living room and the dogs had been put in the cage for something. The next thing I know I see out of the corner of my eye what looks like my big dog just walk through the side of her cage. Surprisingly enough the smaller dog really did not know what she had done and did not try to do it either. She seemed as confused as I was because she can’t just walk through the side of the cage like that, but she had. When I went in there and started looking the sides of the cage were taken apart. I have had this cage for over 6 years and never have I ever had that happen. I didn’t even think it would stand right if it wasn’t all hooked in together. Now I am wondering how it got that way and how she figured it out since none of us did and the other dog hasn’t either.

So lets recap the last few days, I am still sure that someone came in my house on Thursday unless the dog has figured out how to open my bedroom door, turn on the light, turn on the bathroom light, flush the toilet and look out the blind almost 6 ft off the ground. I wonder if that isn’t how she figured out she could get out of her cage maybe if someone came in and she wasn’t happy about it. I don’t know I would love to be able to explain how the rest of the stuff happen and feel better knowing no one was in the house but I can’t.

As for yesterday since I did not take time to go through the house and take care of things and didn’t take time to take note of how any of the rooms really looked or anything I can not say I am sure someone was in here yesterday. The only thing that stood out to me yesterday was the dog being out and now we know she is letting herself out that explains that. I was just to mad at my Little Bitty and the store to remember to make note of how things were once I got everyone out of the house. I was at the door telling them I was leaving they better get in the truck now, closed the door and left.

I have to take the kids to school tomorrow and go to class myself. I have to talk to the big kids teacher when I drop them off so I don’t know if I will be back before class or not. I am going to make sure I turn everything off like the other day. I am also going to try to put something up at the door that will move if someone comes in it. That way I can tell if they are coming in the front door or where they are coming in. If whatever it is isn’t moved and someone has been in the house then I know they are coming in some other door. I think I will also just snap a few pictures just to show that this is how I left it and this is what I came back to if someone has come in and done something. Maybe if I do that and then have something to show the cops they will make a report so it is documented in case anything else happens or we catch someone. The more documented times they have the hard it will be for them to get out of it.

Just wanted to update everyone on the latest news, and clear it up that I am not sure about anyone being here Saturday but that there are to many things that were done Thursday for me to say they weren’t then either. All the more reason I want to move. I have lived all over the county and this happens. Maybe if I just leave the state they won’t be able to mess with us no more. I still think a lot of it goes back to Stalked that I wrote before. Because they don’t take anything and it happens around the same times and things. If I move out of state and it kept happening I may lose my mind. That might just be to much at that point.



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