the silver moon of the black woods.

This is Dakota. Last month we had to put our elderly dog Meisha down when she started having seizers and issues breathing. Dakota became rather depressed afterwords and rubbed his shoulder raw on the wall. The vet bill for the meds, thunder shirt, and cleaning the wound cost $800 ish. To help with his loneliness we got a puppy named Lacey ($500) who did help with his depression. He started eating again and the hair on his shoulder is growing back. All seemed well.

Then one rainy day Dakota slipped while running in the yard with Lacey. He started limping. We left it alone for 3 days assuming it was just sore, but quickly grew concerned over the lack of recovery. X rays from the vet ($700) determined that Dakota has a severed tendon. He needs surgery to walk again, but that surgery will cost between $3,000 to $7,000 considering aftercare and possible complications. All this is comes on the tail end of needing to buy a new used car for getting the kids to school after Grandma’s van died and the terbo on our dad’s truck going. Not to mention viral colds, pink eye, a nasty flu, and lice being things my sister’s have brought home from school this year.

The bottom line is my parents are broke. Dad’s credit if fucked, mom has already drained her line of credit, and Missy has student loans plus debt on her shoulders. We really can’t afford this. Now I’m going to go to the bank tomorrow and beg for a loan to pay for this, since we need the money for tomorrow, but there is no guarantee I’ll get it. I’m really hoping Tumblr can work it’s magic and help us even a little. Please every penny counts, if you have anything (even just kind words) to spare we would appreciate it so much.

Please reblog to spread the word and help save my dog.

We were there, sixteen year old me and seventeen year old her, holding hands and window-shopping, minding our own business.

This Salvation Army shitheel gets aggro about it in the middle of the mall and I’m there totally flabbergasted cause like, it’s christmas

Only, 16!Tabi had even less composure than 26!Tabi, so I lost my fucking mind on her.

Thing is: when I’m really angry, I don’t rage, I go all cold and apparently that freaks people out, because I could see my gf backing up and the lady getting tense and then I realized that anger doesn’t solve problems.

So instead, I started wailing.

Picture this: 5’4, tiny, blonde haired high school girl with her little violin on her back and pearls in her ears just as PTA-approved as could be, full on sobbing in the hallway.

Just, sobbing like my dog’s been shot.

Now my gf’s like, “oh fuck” and the lady’s like “oh fuuuuck!” and I’m here, head thrown back, tears down my cheeks and in that shrill, distressed, /loud/ voice, “WHY WOULD YOU B-b-be so MEAN?! It’s CHRISTMAS!”

And the lady’s like “please stop Oh fuck” because now we have a crowd, and this Molly Weasley of a woman putters over, “what’s the matter, dear?”

And mall security’s coming and this bell ringer is looking very uncomfortable so I just look at this matronly ellen-watching suburban housewife lady, eyes wide and wet and my lip wobbling.

“I was, she s-said, s-s-she said I was going to HELL!”

And I burst right back into tears.

Maaaaaaaan, they didn’t even stick around to ask why she’d said it. Soon as I said it, Mall po-po bounced her like a fucking pogo stick.

We get outside and my girlfriend’s like “that is the most Slytherin thing I have ever seen anyone do.”

So yeah, they’re not just ‘homophobic’, they’re bigoted fucking murderers.

(Wikipedia article on her death conveniently (for SA) omits Salvation Army connection, linking only to expired articles from local newspapers)

SA claims that they didn’t turn her away, and accept all homeless people, except, it’s not like Jennifer Gale was only trans woman refused shelter by Salvation Army, making this denial appear to be worth less than bullshit:

https://thinkprogress.org/salvation-army-refuses-housing-shelter-to-transgender-woman-2660c79b4cd4#.bo53qrxf9