Please help me save my cat, Gray.
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Please help me save my cat!
First, thanks again for the support from my fans. It's managed to be just enough to keep the pharmacy sending the meds as I slowly sink deeper into their dept. The new fetish files that are supposed to be my last minute salvation are, as with every artistic endeavor, taking much longer than expected, then I've been deathly ill the last ten days or so--so all apologies to those who wished me a happy birthday if I didn't get back to you; I've got bronchitis deep in my lungs and a hellish cough. The only thing keeping me upright at this keyboard is my terror and concern for my cat, Gray. She's had breathing problems her whole life, but over the last two days they've been terrifying. Every gasp for air is a desperate croaking wheeze. She's hardly slept a wink, because minutes after she falls asleep, the congestion get so bad she starts choking on it and she awakes to violent gagging fits, trying to cough it up but nothing comes out. And nothing came out of my initial plea for help to my Facebook friends...but I know there is at least just one or two of you that can spare a few dollars to help me get Gray into the vet. I'll certainly take all the prayers and well wishes anyone has to offer, but the central card that came up when I did I tarot reading for my little girl was the Two of Wands--a complex card, but the Dark Fairytale Tarot sums it up best: "Dreams and imagination can pave the way for inspiration and creation, but they are no substitute for taking action." And believe me, I am working a lot of eighteen hour days in hopes of generating a steady income that will allow me to survive and ensure that I have the funds to take care of emergencies as they arise rather than jumping around screaming and begging. But doing something like that out of nothing, no employer and no qualifications to become employed, just a text editor and the vast sea of darkness and whispers that is the Internet...it takes time to draw water from such a deep well...especially if you're still recovering from a year long grief stricken nervous breakdown, starving because you have no money for groceries, out of control mood swings because I'm constantly playing games with the pharmacy to get them to send my meds, and they always make sure I'm out for a couple of days just to see if that will get me to cough up a few more bucks...anyway, the most important thing to say is I've lost nearly everything, so much of myself and my life has been stripped away, I'm barely a shadow on the wall anymore...so please, anyone out there, please don't let me lose my cat...please help me save her...even if all you can spare is ten dollars, that just might end up making all the difference in the world.
P.S. All apologies for those who received the outdated page already. I thought it was going to send out this update when I shared it.
First, thanks again for the support from my fans. It's managed to be just enough to keep the pharmacy sending the meds as I slowly sink deeper into their dept. The new fetish files that are supposed to be my last minute salvation are, as with every artistic endeavor, taking much longer than expected, then I've been deathly ill the last ten days or so--so all apologies to those who wished me a happy birthday if I didn't get back to you; I've got bronchitis deep in my lungs and a hellish cough. The only thing keeping me upright at this keyboard is my terror and concern for my cat, Gray. She's had breathing problems her whole life, but over the last two days they've been terrifying. Every gasp for air is a desperate croaking wheeze. She's hardly slept a wink, because minutes after she falls asleep, the congestion get so bad she starts choking on it and she awakes to violent gagging fits, trying to cough it up but nothing comes out. And nothing came out of my initial plea for help to my Facebook friends...but I know there is at least just one or two of you that can spare a few dollars to help me get Gray into the vet. I'll certainly take all the prayers and well wishes anyone has to offer, but the central card that came up when I did I tarot reading for my little girl was the Two of Wands--a complex card, but the Dark Fairytale Tarot sums it up best: "Dreams and imagination can pave the way for inspiration and creation, but they are no substitute for taking action." And believe me, I am working a lot of eighteen hour days in hopes of generating a steady income that will allow me to survive and ensure that I have the funds to take care of emergencies as they arise rather than jumping around screaming and begging. But doing something like that out of nothing, no employer and no qualifications to become employed, just a text editor and the vast sea of darkness and whispers that is the Internet...it takes time to draw water from such a deep well...especially if you're still recovering from a year long grief stricken nervous breakdown, starving because you have no money for groceries, out of control mood swings because I'm constantly playing games with the pharmacy to get them to send my meds, and they always make sure I'm out for a couple of days just to see if that will get me to cough up a few more bucks...anyway, the most important thing to say is I've lost nearly everything, so much of myself and my life has been stripped away, I'm barely a shadow on the wall anymore...so please, anyone out there, please don't let me lose my cat...please help me save her...even if all you can spare is ten dollars, that just might end up making all the difference in the world.
P.S. All apologies for those who received the outdated page already. I thought it was going to send out this update when I shared it.
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Steven Harris
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Centerville, UT
