Day Three

The loud people are still here.  I am on constant alert watching for the scurvy dog. 

Me in my bathroom baskey where I live now

The noises coming from outside the door are terrifying.  Besides the baskey, I now sit and while away the hours watching birds out the bathroom window.  I have only some towels to keep by soft little toes warm on the cold tile. 

The cold windowsill in winter. This is me suffering in silence.

 

The scurvy dog continues to run around the house like a herd of elephants.  He is a devildog.  Here is what he looks like. 

Shudder.

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