I’ve really stepped of in it this time. In a town where I only know two people, the wrong two people as it turns out. Got pulled over for expired plates. Arrested for driving on an invalid license and got my Cadillac impounded. My precious dog, Grace, had to be picked up by the abusive ex I was trying to get away from, he is now keeping my dog from me.
He was better than the alternative… because she is an “aggressive” breed, the sweetest pitbull you’ll ever meet. Animal control would only give her 3 days. I called one of the two people I know here but all she was interested in was the title to my car. Fortunately, some kid riding with her had my my Grace that morning nad walked over to where I was pulled over. The ex was with her almost five years of the almost six years that I’ve had her so I asked the kid to call him. I thank my blessings that he did.
The worst part of all of this is feeling as though I left my precious friend out here vulnerable without a voice. So many people eyeball her talking about breeding. She was a rescue and I’ve never had any intention of breeding her. For now, the ex and his current ‘gf’ are keeping her from me. I would already be on my way back tot that town to get her, (because I know she misses me as much as I miss her) except my car remains in the impound yard. I’m literally without anywhere to go here and have had to sleep on a few park benches while I try to come up with this money but I have no resources.
All of my family is gone and as lucky as I was to know the most beautiful of souls, almost all of my friends are gone as well. My oldest and dearest, the one left, has stomach cancer and this is not what I want to put upon him, he is already pretty sick. I never thought I’d be left behind and all alone in my 40’s but here I am with hardly another soul left who remembers when I was alive.
I don’t feel so alive right now. I feel hopeless. Tired. Sad. Scared. I miss my Grace more than I need air. I need $500 to get my car out plus $100 for gas (maybe oil) to get to where she is surely waiting for me. Plus, it will get me back to a town where I know how to find the resources I need to keep me from sleeping outside another night.
Please help me. Please help my Gracie. We’ve never been apart. When I stopped for gas, she would hang out the car door window, screaming. Screaming!! I used to think it was so embarrassing but now I would gladly listen to her scream for me and as always, I would rush back but now, I would do so happily. Just to show her how much I love her everytime I run out the gas station back to her. To my baby.
The best part of our days was running around at the park. On hot days I tried to procrastinate. I’ll be the first one there from now on… almost six years of Gracie being within six feet of me… she’s dying like I’m dying. Please save us.
Thank you for your time and attention to read our story and hear my pleas. $600 will save mine and my best friend’s lives. If you can help, please do and if you do, thank you so very much!!