I'm really afraid

I'm afraid that Goosie is dead. I'm afraid that she is dying, locked in somebodies garage, dieing of thirst. Where can she be? I don't think she would run away from home. I know she has been crabby ever since she had that dental problem. Sometimes she would breath really hard. Maybe it fucked up her heart.. I wish she would come home.

I had a rather busy day, capped with a puncture on my last delivery. It was about a mile from my sister's. I called her and ran over there and then we had the fun of figuring out how to work the compressor. She called Don like 5 times I swear. Wrong attachment, etc. Got it up over 30 pounds and took off. Hit the first tire store I came across, Big O. They charged $17.50! The other place charges like $10.50. Think I might get in trouble.

So, got out so late, it was no point going to the pound. I'm taking tomorrow off to look for her. I picked up the prints at walgreens and tomorrow I will place a lost add and make posters. I will walk the neighborhood early in the morning looking for her and calling for her.

I am filled with the hope that she is alive but also filled with dread that she is dead, because, WHERE is she?

also, Little Miss Jilly is so happy. Lying on the bed, purring her head off. It's like she knows something. Like her rival is dead.

I also asked my next door neighbor if she had seen her. She invited me in, She has a wall of fair ribbons, and the work that she made to get them abounds through out the house. She ask me to sit and we talked about Goosie. She suggested that Goosie was locked up in someones garage. I keep hearing something on the edge of my hearing or it could be in my head (I've heard this in my room as well) by our wall. You don't think she's a sadist, do you? Yep, going nuts.