Moma's dog, Chopper

I found out a so called friend, had my mothers dog put to sleep when she was going to take him in for a haircut for my brother. She told the vet he was her dog and to put him to sleep, then did not tell us, I found out when the vet called wanting me to pay the bill.....mad as hell.....

Hard Times

If it get's any worse, I fear my nerves are gonna cause me some major problems. All I want is peace of mind to do my writing; however that seems too much to ask...
1. Looking for a place to live
2. Wondering if my Brother is going to loose his.
3. City on my ass about my dogs.
4. No running water.
5. No hot water, see # 4
6. Money to move on.
7. I have become white trash, Took out fighting and screaming........................................................................
8. Is there any one that wants to read my manuscript and buy it for 4 thousand. That would fix a lot of my problems, however I know this s a best seller given a chance, I don't want to look back and kick myself in the ASS... I am getting to the point of selling out....

I have not posted...

I have since let my Shepard Piper and Jimmy Two Shoes, and Ralphie, and Chopper go to new homes. They found great ones. I now have only seven dogs. I have not gotten much written lately. I have been trying to find a place in the country to live. No luck as of yet. These pics are of Ms. Bonnie and Ms. Kitty...R.I.P. Ms. Kitty...God rest you soul, little one...

Ms. Kitty... R.I.P.

Danny's mothers kitty died at 1:30 last night.

She is going to be missed very much.

Bless her heart she would never let another soul touch her except for Ms. Bonnie...R.I.P.