Astrology, Spirituality & Alternative Healing

I wanted to call her up and scream bloody murder at her, but instead I vented here. Thanks to all of you, I deleted the vile message, found the filters and blocked her from emailing again. I went to bed and cried, from exhaustion and simply because I miss my boy's presence. I know I did right by him, I struggled so much with the decision, my wants and dreams for him versus his needs and honest situation, right up through waiting for the vet to arrive.

I am surrounded by wonderful memories of him, in his smiling photos, in the barn I built for him, in his brushes and blankets, in Dahli, in my heart.

I haven't made a decision about filing a complaint about her, but am reluctant to for a number of reasons, not the least of which is that I don't want that woman soiling his memories again. Her history, now that I know more details about her, also makes me reluctant to tangle with her. I thought she was from "away" but have learned she is originally from these parts and has relations down the street from me. Already I have found a cigarette butt behind my garage on top of fresh snow, so I know somebody was poking around within 2 weeks of Algiers' passing. I assumed it was the neighbor across the street, but who knows. I will be padlocking the gate from now on. Also, she is literally the veterinarian to the Rockefellers, who have a facility up on Bald Mountain, so she will have strong backing and protection from the state. However, I have added this to my log that I kept throughout his illness, so should push come to shove it is in my records, along with a string of other "odd" happenings.