I volunteer at the county animal shelter.
And today, when I was making my rounds of dispensing water, I passed by a kennel with a Pitt Bull in it who had his ears cropped.
It was a home job.

His ears were completely gone.
There was literally nothing left, just a few scraggly hairs on the scar tissue and open holes straight down into his ear canal.

He did absolutely nothing to deserve that. He was very polite and friendly and treated me kindly with no signs of aggression.


Another dog, a Pitt Bull/Terrier mix, had large gashes and puncture wounds on his face.
He'd been in a dog fight.
He, too, was friendly and kind.


There are quite a few other animals that are surrendered by owners that have raw spots or sores on their bodies, or have their ribs showing or are sick.


WHO DOES STUFF LIKE THIS. IT MAKES ME SO ANGRY. PEOPLE TREATING ANIMALS AS IF THEY ARE OBJECTS FOR OUR OWN USE AND ENJOYMENT. PEOPLE SHOWING NO CARE AND SOMETIMES OUTRIGHT VIOLENCE WITH CREATURES THAT ARE MORE INNOCENT AND MORE DESERVING OF LOVE THAN THESE HUMANS EVER WILL BE.

Seeing these animals like this infuriates me. So much so that I have a burning desire to fetch the nearest and heaviest blunt instrument and take to bludgeoning the offenders with glee.

But in the knowledge that I can't is also the knowledge that, come judgement day, they will receive what is properly theirs.
Now I just have to have the patience to see these things through until then.

...as you can see by previous journal updates with disconnected titles.
Tonight I am lucky...
sitting here at my father's computer yet not being chided for it. (Which I think is due to my brother having a friend over... and my brother shares a room with me. Can't exactly go in and get ready for bed, now, can I?) Almost bliss, despite the tension in my back for forcing myself to sit up straight.
I'm hoping that I will be on here more frequently, since one of my financial plans is to save up for my own laptop.
Which will be complete bliss, to tell the truth.
And I have a secret I'm keeping from you.
That I won't be able to tell until it's solidified, if it ever is.
So that'll keep you on your toes.

Signing out.

P.S. Just finished an incredible book by Clare B. Dunkle called By These Ten Bones. I highly recommend it and her other works, The Hollow Kingdom Trilogy. READ THAEM.

than my last journal entry. It's been so long since I've extensively typed on a keyboard that I'm having trouble spelling things correctly.
Maybe I should give you an example and type the rest of this journal as whatever comes out.
In all honestly.
Like that.
Anway. So I have a job now which is going good and isn't taking up all my time, but when I'm not working at myjob I'm either sleeping or working at home. And I don't have my own computerso I have to ask permission tto use the family one... which crashed a little while ago til we got a new one.
Which is this.
But I still don't have the access I'd like... so I think my visits here will be inspurts. Like I'll write a bunck of stuff and TEHN submit it when it gets too much. Only I'll try to keep better track of it all... :S
You could say I'm just lazy.

I feel like my eyes are full-size watered sponges. Stuffed into plastic Easter eggs.






...add some sand.

So, holy cow, I have been feeling so unproductive over the last 6 months and I really don't know what my problem is.
I am a SLUG.
I'm pet-sitting for my aunt right now and their littlest dog just peed on me and I picked him up and yelled "YOU LITTLE %$#&^!" and now I feel a little bad for him. But I'm sure that will pass, considering he craps on the floor.
I just recently went through and cleaned up my gallery, in the hopes that I'll submit more... not quite sure how that will work, but I'll keep my fingers crossed.
Maybe some of you can help me decide what to write on next, or give me a nudge in one direction or another, since my book about theo has kind of fallen under the bed and I can't find it amongst all the dust bunnies. And I hate cleaning.

So essentially this journal is a plea for help.