I'm Alive

I nearly bought the farm on Halloween Night.  I was set up, shredded badly, and spent 2 nights in a cage, and was nearly sold for lab testing.  But, I am back.  Jack took me to the vet.  I have dressings all over me.  Flecka will not leave my side.  I just minutes ago was able to get word to my pack, to warn them.  Now, I sleep.

I need to sleep 12 hours straight.  I will post the details when I can.  There is going to be a reconciling of debts, many wrongs set right.  I guarantee it.  Right now I am going to get sleep in Rick's bed.  We dogs are supposed to stay off the beds.  But, to hell with that today.