I finally emailed my tutor today to tell her that I'm quitting college.. I got angry and whacked my head earlier I haven't let him go near my wallet since i put that blade in there, I'm so scared that he'll throw it away without me knowing and I'll go to get it one day and it won't be there, then I'll panic.. I think I'd be ok if i know it's gone.

I went to the house of the owners of my dog's parents today. I was so, so scared, but they weren't home. I was scared that they'd moved, but they hadn't. They still had the same yorkie statue in the window so tonight, I will be calling them to find out whether I can get the papers from them. If I can't get through to them, I will write and send them a letter, detailing why I'd like the papers and such. First of all, i was going to make a little white lie about it, but realising that this woman is very strict about the homes her pups go to, it struck me that if anything, after telling her my story, she'd help me as much as she could to get my dog back! I'm so, so, soooooo excited!!

Now that I've quit college I'll have the time to go and see her, too and I'll be able to find a place to move into that allows pets and be able to have her live with me again! YAY! So today's been pretty good on that part. I'm just apprehensive about my tutor reading that email... Sigh.

At least, though, I have a plan for getting my dog back, which, in turn will make me better It's all I've needed all along. My little girl back