...if it's not one thing, it's another?

Check out what I woke up to this morning.  I have a female blue pit bull (that ya all will get to know) and she had pups not too long ago.  

They are eight weeks old and I am trying to sell them.  Well this morning I woke up to a puppy screaming out on my balcony (I live on the second floor).  I went out on my balcony stark ass naked to find a puppy hanging on for dear life.  He was stuck in the balcony railing.  I saved him and looked around for the rest of the pups and I found that my favorite puppy had fallen over board.  I ran downstairs to see if he was laying down there with a broken leg or neck or something and wouldn't you know all I found was a pile of doggie poop on the sidewalk and no puppy.

I've had so many things stolen from me here in New Orleans...two cars and now my favorite pup.  His name was Fat Boy.  I hope he found a good home.  If only those theif knew how much he is worth if only they had his papers.

I so can't wait to get out of New Orleans.  Pray for me ya all.  Hopefully I will get out of here in one piece...lol.

-- Modified on 5/21/2005 1:30:34 PM