I have to put the dog down, I don't see any way around it. A dog bites a child and that's behavioral. In it's nature, she's just too broken.
I cannot risk taking her around other children, cannot risk giving her away. If she did it once, she'll do it again GOD DAMN IT...I love that stupid dog. I've worked diligently since November to socialize and heal her abuse. Some creatures are so broken, so if you have ANY real advice, no "Opinions" please...I'd be grateful for feedback asap.
Because I'm completely wanting to take the beast out back "Great Depression Style" and put a slug in it's head, I'm cooking (which is ALL I do lately) instead.
Ribs w/vidalia onions, carrots and new potatoes. (I don't know if that's how it's supposed to be done or not, but it smells good as Hell)
I've lost my mind. I don't cook, I take the baby to Zorba's for shish kabob on pilaf. I literally had to call another mother to figure out how to cook some weird form of meat the other night...a "Round Steak" perhaps? Don't know.
Our Food Stamps were cut to...get this, $16 a month due to my income increasing from his fathers wages being garnished for child support, but they only give me less than half the garnishment (insert eye rolling). Like the Feds think a mother can feed a child on $16 a month healthily.
If I were a Foster parent with 14 kids, I'd be raking in the dough, but I'm only a parent with ONE so I guess I get to talk trash. (I'm a big old trash-talker)
The only thing $16 a mo. allows my child is free breakfast and lunches at school. (To hell with Summer break nutrition) And by now I hope you know what they feed my child and yours is utterly unacceptable.
The reality of having to grovel after the abuser makes you wonder what the state and federal government truly want you to become?
Productive members of society or sign fliers who are abused into nothingness?
Hey...great helpers of domestic violence victims, remember when you helped me after "He" threw me out of our 3800sq ft home? Remember when I was sleeping in my broken down Honda (Oh Christ she's not singing that song again is she?) Well...do YOU? Now you garnish his wages and keep HALF because you helped me THEN. THAT, is absurd. So out of the garnishment, I get crapola to raise his child. I call bullshit.
I will never give up, I will never quit trying to change things for myself and other little ones. I am my fathers child. If you know what I mean, no explanation needed. If you don't, stick around.
We have babies, children starving in a city which is spending millions on architecture over the S. Canadian River.
A boat club down there now....a walking track..it's all about "The Pretty" and underneath the pretty is an ugly shade of slate. Where children go hungry and adults are hustling to make a buck.
If you're old enough to remember the movie "Network" with Faye Dunaway, William Holden and Peter Finch...you remember the "I'm as Mad as Hell and I'm Not Going To Take this Anymore" diatribe Finch reels live at the cameras during a lightening storm.
If you're not, here. Sit back and "enjoy". Odd how not much has changed in over 30 years.
I'm not exactly "hustling", but me working in a fast food establishment at my age is ridiculous. And of course, it doesn't exactly pay the bills, but it is income. I really need something I can do at home until August 17th when school starts for fall.
I hope Al is feeling better. Does he know your plans for the dog?
Other than that, I hope things go well for you... you're a survivor, that's for sure. But as you say, you ARE your father's child :)
Let me know if you need anything-- Stef
Posted by: Stef | Wednesday, June 10, 2009 at 04:04 PM