Tragedy

I am still so shook up I do not even sure where to start. My kitty, Lavender, was attacked by a dog yesterday. I spent the whole time at Mac's just waiting for Rex to take a nip at her, but he never did and now she comes home and gets attacked in her own backyard.

Lavender is mainly an indoor kitty, but we let her out in the morning to get some sunshine. Papa, Daddy, and I were eating breakfast when we heard her start screaming. Daddy nearly broke our screen door in his haste to save the cat. We have a low fence and a dog had jumped it. Daddy had to use a shovel to get the dog away from Lavender. There was blood everywhere. It was just horrible.

Casey Sullivan, our neighbor, heard the commotion and came outside to help. He called animal control and said he would wait for them while he rushed Lavender to the vet. There was so much blood covering her it was hard to see where she was injured. She no longer howled in pain, but was limp wrapped in a blanket in Daddy's arms.

Papa called the vet as he drove and they were waiting when we got there. We were told we would be updated as soon as the vet knew what was wrong. It was an agonizing wait. I cried and prayed she would be alright.

At last a vet tech came and told us that Lavender had severe facial injuries. Her skull was cracked, she might be blind in one eye, and her nose was damaged. But he said he was certain she would pull through. I cried even more after that in relief.

We went home after that since there was not anything we could do just then. Animal control was still at our house and Papa talked to them for awhile. He said the dog had been found and would be taken to a shelter. Sadly it was probably going to be put down if not claimed and properly monitored.

We picked up Lavender in the afternoon. Daddy and I both started crying; she looked just awful. Her head was swollen and most of her fur had been shaved off. She had scratches all over and her right eye was bandaged. But she was alive! She even gave a pitiful purr when I pet her.

Lavender is not allowed to leave the house now, I do not think she will want to anyway. Daddy and I are keeping a close eye on her and making sure she is comfortable. That was the worst day of my life and I hope to never go through something like that again.

*Angelica*

Play Date

First off, some good news: My family is together again! My dads got back for good a few days ago and we are now at home. It feels very good to sleep in my own bed again. I do miss Mac; it was nice having a 'sister' for the summer. I may have to talk Papa into adopting. Daddy is already on board.

Since we are officially moved in, Daddy thought it would be a good idea to meet our neighbors: the Sullivan's. I really only know Emily through friends (she being Mac's cousin), but I know her mom is dating Mr. Sullivan. I am sure I will see a lot more of Emily due to that. Daddy set up a play date for Jess Sullivan and myself since we are the same age. She arrived 15 minutes late and in a terrible mood. How can you be late when all you have to do is walk next door?

"Do you like to bake cookies?" I asked her. "I thought we could make chocolate chip."
"No," Jess said.
I forced a smile and asked what she liked to do. Her answer was that she wanted to go home.
"Maybe we can make cookies anyway," I suggested. "I have everything ready."
It was like pulling teeth to get her to do anything. She never once smiled. I am going to have my work cut out being her friend. Luckily I like a challenge.

Jess barely stayed an hour. She was more excited to go back to her nanny. I am intrigued by Jess. I cannot wait to find out more about her. I know she will open up to me eventually.

*Angelica*

Pompey's Pillar

My parents came for a visit this weekend. It was so great to see them again. Papa said we will be together before I start school whether everything is taken care of in NYC or not. I was very glad to here that. The first say of school is always hard for me and this year it will be a new school in a new state. Plus I do not want to have to ride the bus for an hour with Mac. I get car sick and I do not even want to think how miserable it would be on a bus.

While my dads were here we visited Pompey's Pillar. William Clark signed his name on the rock and it is the only remaining physical evidence of his and Lewis' journey. The rock was named after Sacagawea's son whose nickname was Pomp. Clark's signature was covered with a glass case and it did not show to well in a picture. It was really neat to see.

 

It was a short hike to the rock. This is me at the top. The sky is always so blue. The rails were awkwardly spaced for a short person, like myself, and it was hard to get a good view picture.

 

 

I am excited to learn more about Lewis, Clark, and Sacagawea. Daddy loves history and art and he is going to help me find some good books.