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Saving animals is my life.
16:41 Sep 22 2012
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Look at that face! LOOK AT IT!!!!



Found this adorable pup trying to walk through traffic on my way home from work this morning :(



This poor little old man was stumbling around in the street so I (of course) HAD to stop and help him out!



Let it be known that if I see a dog (or cat or whatever) running through traffic I WILL stop my car get out and cause all sorts of mayhem to help that animal.



He's definitely old... He's rather blind has super stiff limbs and in general has that "old dog" smell :(



He is kinda skinny but he's super sweet and came right to me when I screamed for him. I scooped him right up and put him in my car and brought him home :)



He has a collar and a tag but they are so scratched up I couldn't read his name or his owners number. So I decided to call him "Elvis" for the time being.



I really hope he's chipped so we can find his owner... And I'm really hoping he's not a dump job.... He's so sweet and cute! Albeit in need of a bath and a haircut.



I couldn't imagine ever EVER just dumping a dog on the side of the road. My dog is FAMILY. Period. How anyone could just abandon their family like that...



But I'm not going to think about that... I'm just going to think that he got out somehow and his owners are sobbing hysterically on the floor in misery cause he's gone. / out searching the neighborhood desperately for him.



Animal control came by and picked him up about an hour ago and promised to keep me updated on what happens to him :)



Cross your fingers his owners are found soon!

September really just is not my month...
03:02 Sep 21 2012
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Not only does September mark my now 6th year of surviving the "Great Kidney Stone of '07" I now have another traumatizing life even to add to this month.



A year ago today my mother completely lost her shit... No really she went absolutely crazy.



It went from mild paranoia to full blown mayor of crazy town in about 3 hours.



I knew there was something bothering her for days before hand but I didn't expect things to completely fall apart as they did...



I'll never ever forget coming home from my first day at my new job to find the front door wide open the dog FREAKING OUT in his kennel and my mother.... gone. Just gone.



Turns out she walked the 5 miles (with no sidewalk) to a local church where she used to play in the Bell Choir.



I will NEVER forgive the IDIOTS there who didn't think to call her family or someone to help her. She was CLEARLY mentally unstable and in need of professional care.



~ I won't even get into my problems with religion and the church here... that rant could go on for decades.



I was lucky she answered the phone and even had it with her. When I finally picked her up it was painfully obvious she needed to see someone right away.



I then spent the next 4 hours trying to figure out what to do and find someone to see her. Meanwhile, she spent her time berating me with the worst things to say possible.



Imagine the worst things you could possibly think about yourself. The deepest and darkest parts of your soul. The stuff you never voice out loud to anyone. The stuff you don't even put into writing for fear it would be true.



Imagine all of that then come to find out your mother, the one person in the world who is by very definition supposed to love you unconditionally, not only thinks those things as well but then spits them at you like venom.



Finally, I managed to find a psychiatrist who could see her immediately. He spent over an hour and a half with her and prescribed her a few things to help her balance out.



It took months being on medication before she got back to a normal state of mind. She is going to be on a light dose probably for the rest of her life... but I (for one) can live with that. Much better on medication and sane than lost in crazytown.