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Oh my gosh, I can't even eat I'm just feeling that bad ![]()
Up to the afternoon, everything was just great. I went for a nice 3 hour bike ride downtown, bought myself a nice little lunch, and bought a couple of books. I was in a great mood! Up until I came home of course...
The first thing my mom says when I come home is "Where the f*ck were you?!" and I replied saying I was biking downtown and stuff (she knew where I was! >:I)
Anyways, it tuned into a heated argument and when my dad came home he joined right in on the arguing. Finally after 20 minutes, I went to take Casey (my puppy) for a walk to cool off, and Casey was gone!
I scrambled all around the house trying to find him, but no luck. Then I noticed that dad left the back gate open, so sure as hell, the little fart got out.
So I went out and searched for about half and hour and saw a police officer and asked him if he's seen a little puppy running around and guess what? He had Casey in the back of his car. Kindly, I asked if I could have the dog back and he said that since the dog didn't have a tag that he couldn't give me the dog and that he'd have to take it to the dog pound.
So later on, I biked down to the dog pound with a friend and guess what? Turns out that my mom hadn't fully licenced the dog yet. So I couldn't get Casey back until we fully licence him and pay $50.
Later, after yet ANOTHER argument with my mom (apparently, it way MY fault the dog got out in the first place
) my mom said she will get him licenced, but I have to pay the f*cking $50!
Unfortunately, I don't have $50. I haven't gotten a babysitting job in forever and I'm too young to get a real job. I have no other way of getting money.
No money= not getting Casey back anytime soon. Plus my mom isn't licencing the dog until I pay the $50, and if I don't claim Casey within a certain amount of time, the dog pound is going to put him up for adoption. And trust me, if that happens I'm sure it won't take long for him to get adopted.
Ugh. I wish my parents weren't such assholes! And to be honest, I have no idea why I have to pay the $50! My dad should be doing that. He was the one who wanted it, he paid for it, so technically it's his dog.
Why must I go through all this trouble? I just want my little puppy back






































