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Life has been hard.. Really hard..
16 years ago
The tigeress with little to say..
I've been home for the last week, because it's spring break.
Get to see my animals, hang with a couple old friends. Sleep in, and do some wonderful college spring break homework (which has yet to be finished completely..)
Things went well the first couple days.. then the middle of the week hit.. That's when things started to go bad..
One of my best friends, and closest fur.. Decided college life was no longer for him. It broke my heart because I had grown attached to the guy over the short time we had known each other. But I considered him to be one of the greatest guys I know. Heartbroken and desperate, I cried for a couple hours, wondering what to do. My mind just, rambling about everything I could have done to make things better, and thinking about how I could change things, but it would be a fruitless cause because I honestly can't do anything at this moment in time at all.. I'm useless.
Then Friday came along.. I've been looking for a phone for a while and I finally found one on craigslist after a week of searching and failing to find a seller. I got the money needed, $250. I met the person with my mom. He gave us the box with all the contents in it, or so we thought. The box looked unopened, it even still had the protective seal on the side where it can only be opened. I gave him the money once my mom had approved of how the box looked, we got back to the vehicle, (it had been raining so we didn't open it right then and there in fear of getting the phone wet-it's a touch screen-) Opened it, found all the contents, but the $250 phone. I had been scammed. We called the cops, nothing could be done. The guy was already gone with 250 in his pocket, and now Im 250 out of pocket. My week couldn't possibly go worse.. I felt useless, and then I was a damn idiot and didn't open the box in front of him to make sure EVERYTHING was indeed in the box before handing over the money..
About an hour later, we come home and I go into my room. Stopping suddenly.. it looked like there had been a murder in my room. My dog had reopened a hole in his neck he has had for a while.. and it bled all over my carpet. He scratched it, and there was blood scattered across the room, walls, dresser, backpack, shoes, chair, EVERYWHERE.. Even on my BRAND new comforter I had just bought earlier that week for my dorm. Blood splatter covered the side.
I kicked the dog out and just started to cry. Tossed my blanket in the washer, praying that the blood would come out. We put the baby gate in the hallway to keep the dog out of my room (it's his favorite place in the house) as I grabbed some bleach and water and began to scrub everything. My mom cleaned the dog up, as I cleaned the blood in my room.
Everything was finally cleaned, my room smelled heavily of bleach, and my carpet was wet, I opened my bedroom door and window to help air out the room so I wouldn't get a headache. My cats came in, I figured, bleach, cats will hate that smell so i won't have to worry about them staying in my room.
I was wrong.. Is the main ingredient of catnip, bleach? Because they started rolling on the floor, rubbing their faces in it. The works. Great.. Time to give the cats a bath. I give them a bath and after words I start to text a friend explaining how horrible my day has been. I needed someone to vent to horribly (in person).. He offered to take me out to eat, a movie, or even buy me some liquor(I'm not much of a drinker..) if it would cheer me up. I opped on the food.. I had yet to eat that night and I might as well have had something to eat instead of go hungry for the night.
We drove around town, got some food, stopped at Menards to get some PTFE tape for myself since I had been having the hardest time finding it anywhere else.. and then headed back home. He dropped me off and went back home, came back to my bleach smelling room, the carpet had finally fully dried so I let the cats back in.. but they were rubbing against the carpet still.
By then the smell had gone, and my friend started texting me.. Asking how he looked.. and complimenting me on how I looked. Great.. here we go again.. This kid has been infatuated with yours truly for years. There was even a time I almost had to call the cops on him because he was stalking me. It was great.. Now I had him bothering me. he knows I don't like him.. yet he keeps with this crap.. Why do I bother talking to him? He's the only person in this god forsaken town that remembers I exist.
So this morning, it's Saturday now. We take the dog to the vet.. Wish we didn't.. Blind in 1 eye with eye irritations.. medication for that. Skin rash, medication for that, ear infections, medication for that. That hole in his neck that he opened the previous night before.. A malignant tumor that needs to have surgery.. it can, and most likely will come back. My husky, My Chewy, might be put down.
Can't wait till I go back up north. To the quaint little town of Superior, Wisconsin. To my friends, my schoolwork, and some much needed time to not have free time.
Get to see my animals, hang with a couple old friends. Sleep in, and do some wonderful college spring break homework (which has yet to be finished completely..)
Things went well the first couple days.. then the middle of the week hit.. That's when things started to go bad..
One of my best friends, and closest fur.. Decided college life was no longer for him. It broke my heart because I had grown attached to the guy over the short time we had known each other. But I considered him to be one of the greatest guys I know. Heartbroken and desperate, I cried for a couple hours, wondering what to do. My mind just, rambling about everything I could have done to make things better, and thinking about how I could change things, but it would be a fruitless cause because I honestly can't do anything at this moment in time at all.. I'm useless.
Then Friday came along.. I've been looking for a phone for a while and I finally found one on craigslist after a week of searching and failing to find a seller. I got the money needed, $250. I met the person with my mom. He gave us the box with all the contents in it, or so we thought. The box looked unopened, it even still had the protective seal on the side where it can only be opened. I gave him the money once my mom had approved of how the box looked, we got back to the vehicle, (it had been raining so we didn't open it right then and there in fear of getting the phone wet-it's a touch screen-) Opened it, found all the contents, but the $250 phone. I had been scammed. We called the cops, nothing could be done. The guy was already gone with 250 in his pocket, and now Im 250 out of pocket. My week couldn't possibly go worse.. I felt useless, and then I was a damn idiot and didn't open the box in front of him to make sure EVERYTHING was indeed in the box before handing over the money..
About an hour later, we come home and I go into my room. Stopping suddenly.. it looked like there had been a murder in my room. My dog had reopened a hole in his neck he has had for a while.. and it bled all over my carpet. He scratched it, and there was blood scattered across the room, walls, dresser, backpack, shoes, chair, EVERYWHERE.. Even on my BRAND new comforter I had just bought earlier that week for my dorm. Blood splatter covered the side.
I kicked the dog out and just started to cry. Tossed my blanket in the washer, praying that the blood would come out. We put the baby gate in the hallway to keep the dog out of my room (it's his favorite place in the house) as I grabbed some bleach and water and began to scrub everything. My mom cleaned the dog up, as I cleaned the blood in my room.
Everything was finally cleaned, my room smelled heavily of bleach, and my carpet was wet, I opened my bedroom door and window to help air out the room so I wouldn't get a headache. My cats came in, I figured, bleach, cats will hate that smell so i won't have to worry about them staying in my room.
I was wrong.. Is the main ingredient of catnip, bleach? Because they started rolling on the floor, rubbing their faces in it. The works. Great.. Time to give the cats a bath. I give them a bath and after words I start to text a friend explaining how horrible my day has been. I needed someone to vent to horribly (in person).. He offered to take me out to eat, a movie, or even buy me some liquor(I'm not much of a drinker..) if it would cheer me up. I opped on the food.. I had yet to eat that night and I might as well have had something to eat instead of go hungry for the night.
We drove around town, got some food, stopped at Menards to get some PTFE tape for myself since I had been having the hardest time finding it anywhere else.. and then headed back home. He dropped me off and went back home, came back to my bleach smelling room, the carpet had finally fully dried so I let the cats back in.. but they were rubbing against the carpet still.
By then the smell had gone, and my friend started texting me.. Asking how he looked.. and complimenting me on how I looked. Great.. here we go again.. This kid has been infatuated with yours truly for years. There was even a time I almost had to call the cops on him because he was stalking me. It was great.. Now I had him bothering me. he knows I don't like him.. yet he keeps with this crap.. Why do I bother talking to him? He's the only person in this god forsaken town that remembers I exist.
So this morning, it's Saturday now. We take the dog to the vet.. Wish we didn't.. Blind in 1 eye with eye irritations.. medication for that. Skin rash, medication for that, ear infections, medication for that. That hole in his neck that he opened the previous night before.. A malignant tumor that needs to have surgery.. it can, and most likely will come back. My husky, My Chewy, might be put down.
Can't wait till I go back up north. To the quaint little town of Superior, Wisconsin. To my friends, my schoolwork, and some much needed time to not have free time.
I hate to say it, but yeah, that's a pretty crappy week. I'd offer to compare notes, but I have 35 years of crappy and I don't feel like dragging it out again today
I'm so so sorry to hear about your week hun... things will turn up though I'm sure, and you can always lean on me for anything you need *nuzzles*
You are always there for me like I am there for you.
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