Tinky

Fini went for coffee this morning and brought home an old, blind, deaf, stinky shih tzu as well. Seemed too cruel to call her Stinky, so Fini has been calling her Tinky. She washed her and most of the stink is gone. She cut some mats off. She had on a collar, but no tags

I have put up an ad on craigslist and we will put up some flyers. I called Petco to schedule a full spa day for her, but since we don't have any vaccination records, they won't accept her.

She seems content to wander around the backyard in this gorgeous Sunny 71 degree day. We have the back door open and she occasionally wanders in.

Lena is curious but Bodi wants nothing to do with her. That boy is a big scaredy cat.

She is cute, but I am not really wanting to adopt an animal so old and not in fabulous health. I hope we find her owner.

Here is Tinky

Tinky update

Tinky, a/k/a Chelsea is home. We made these flyers and had Connor hang 7 of them up at two intersections by us. However, he didn't notice the flyers hanging fairly close to the ones he was hanging all over the same intersection.

We left to go get groceries and some food and medication for Tinky/ Chelsea and saw the lost dog flyers. I snatched it and called the number and we drove a block back home and grabbed Tinky to deliver her home. She was near her home when Fini found her, just across a 4 lane road trying to get back home with no hearing, very little sight and a quickly waning sense of smell.

She has a family of 4 that probably will not be letting her out in the front yard alone anymore. They were very glad to have her back, and Bodhi was able to come out from under the bed. Stupid scaredy cat.

We went shopping then came home and I sat down to take down the craigslist ad and there was a reply from someone who lost a dog like her, a reply from someone trying to help with suggestions to locate the owner, and someone asking if they could adopt her.  I deleted the ads. I would hate to keep getting responses from people missing their beloved pets - would break my heart.

Ken Lee

My sister sent this to me via email Friday. This is a contestant in the second season of the Bulgarian show "Music Idol" performs Mariah Carey's song "Ken Lee"

The last word she utters is my favorite.

Sick fucking bastard

I went out Saturday night with my friends Tiffany and Juan and Juan's friends, James, Vlad, and Chilly at DJ's Sports bar and restaurant (the fried asparagus is delicious by the way) out in Fresno or Arcola on the edge of Houston. It is near the Teal Run subdivision which Tiffany and I have dubbed "Foreclosure Run" because every time she abstracts and I examine a piece of property out there it is a foreclosure file. Things are not going well out there.

We were all sitting around having a bite to eat, a drink, and laughing and talking and I see Tiffany looking out the windows at something. I looked over and there was this man beating the living shit out of a woman. I grabbed my phone and headed out. The guys asked Tiffany where I was going and she said, "Shit! Stop her! and ran out with her phone." She knows me well enough to know what I was heading out for. They came out and told me to stop, to not get any closer to the man and woman. I have a nasty habit of jumping into those things. Luckily my dumb ass has not been shot or stabbed yet. I was really worried the last time that I was going to get arrested because I jumped the guy and was wailing on him. (That was about 9 years ago)

I was dialing 911 and yelling for the man to stop. He had a hold of her and was just beating the hell out of her. She couldn't get away. Tiffany yelled at me again to not get any closer and I saw she was on the phone with 911, so I hung up. A man and woman that was out with the couple came out and told me they would take care of it. The two of them couldn't convince him to stop. I yelled out to the man "You might as well drop her. The police are already on the way" and "Don't lay another hand on her you fucking prick" when the first plea to stop didn't work. It was disgusting . He just wouldn't stop.

She got in the truck and he was STILL on her. The friends were trying to pull him out of the truck. Then everyone got in and decided to drive off because they knew the police were on the way. I got the license plate number and looked it up with my cell phone internet thinking when the police got there, I would hand them the address and tell them where to go right off. I was so fucking pissed when it came up as belonging to Enterprise Rental car. Furious really.

911 called me back because of my hangup to them about 5 min before. I gave them the information I had. If nothing else (and I am guessing nothing is going to happen) they can get the info from the car rental place for who had the car. I hope that woman presses charges on him and I hope she made it away safely.

And while I was pissed and frustrated that I didn't stop him, I know that it was the right thing to do as Con's mother. I have to consider my safety. I am responsible for my family. I can do what I can, but not put myself in danger. I need to be there for Connor.

The guilt I feel by standing there as that man beat that woman is really hard to deal with.