For those of you who’ve followed my story for a while, you probably aren’t surprised by much.

Well, JT pulled the wool over my eyes, again. When I helped him move into his apartment yesterday evening, it turned out he was denied on his application and had no apartment. He took off, dropping his two boxes of worldly possessions which are now in the garbage.

I presume he’s back to living in his car and I honestly don’t think he’s working again. I still wish him all the best. He’s a junkie and I hope at some point he gets the help he so desperately needs.

I’m happy that this time he said good bye to Twix. She loves him, he spoiled her, big time.

I’m.happy cause I’m back to sharing my bed with two dogs as opposed to two dogs and a human male.

My place is mine again, I’ll cook for one and I’ll enjoy my privacy.

Good luck JT, get some help for yourself.