My dearly loved cat, Winners, died Sunday 11pm July 20th.
Then a hurricane hit Houma, the town were I live..
Had to travel north, stayed at a truck stop, and "slept" in a cramped vehicle for a few days with six dogs, two cats, two birds, and a hamster; and dad had my mom's white German shepherd in his car.
The birds "flew away" as mom told my little sister, the hamster died, and someone left a puppy(Buddy, named after the Buddy movies) we sold on the door steps, before or after the storm; and then I found a kitten(Littlebit, named after a loving midget cat I had from a kitten that got ran over..) that had no eyes; but, the neighbors had been taking care of it for months and no one knows how it became eyeless; it left.
Ended up with abit of water damage from the hurricane, so my wall has been taken apart then fixed.
And the only good thing is I got my hair cut, ipod, I'm gonna get a violin and a few other things I really wanted; even if it takes a few months.
I still need to work on my schooling so I can get in my art collage that really seems to want me in their school and the stress is messing with my depression and/or ocd..
I feel like crying and I don't cry...
