So now that we have internet I can do a better update...
Finished moving in on Monday. Sort of. Not very much has made it's way to where they belong. Our "dining room" is the "storage room" currently. I rearranged the living room the day after we moved as how his mother placed everything did not make sense and made everything closed in. I hate that! So now it's spacious, and there's a "flow" from where you walk from the dining room to the living room which makes more sense.
Still have my nephew's crowntail and my HMPK in the 15 gallon tank.
And for those who almost began a rant about what I just said, I wrote it that way on purpose. They're obviously divided.
Anyways, unable to get the dog right away again... But that is okay, since now.... We have to put down his cat Dub, for sure. This was the last move for him as we promised... But not in the way we promised. He was fine for two days then plummeted into an irreversible decline. No weight, nothing to him... For those who do not know, black tarry diarrhea is actually blood caused from internal bleeding or failing organs. That was the final sign of "no return" for this 19 year old kitty... He stopped drinking water, stopped eating... Refused his favorite "steals" (he was such a food thief), refused tuna, wet food, different flavored dry foods... His eyes are sunken, not much light left in them either.... He lays behind the bed, or under the futon "waiting to die".
I'm sick of seeing him suffer... Never been good with seeing animals suffer and I've dealt with more than enough rescues that yes, we tried our hardest (and most did pull through). But he is too far too gone too soon. Scott's in denial, thinking he'll make an amazing recovery before tomorrow, which will be our scheduled day. Then slips back into reality of "we have to", then back to the "he'll get better".
Today I finally go for my first prenatal exam... Now that we are moved, time isn't crunched... Have not told work yet of course. Entire family knows, including my biological "mother" who as a drunkard the night before FB'd me, with how she really wanted to be apart of this in my life. Of course, I plainly put mom is grandma, no one else. Then she "gave up". If she meant it, she would PROVE IT. And I am not subjecting my child to confusion of two grandmas and one grandpa on one side of the family. Makes no sense! And not subjecting them to the cruel sarcasm, snippy, snarky attitude of a drunk. Plus the men she dates... There hasn't been a solid relationship, that I have seen. And some of these guys cannot be trusted with anyone defenseless, like a child.