I put up 20 more fliers in plastic covers so the rain doesn’t destroy them again, and put 9 in newspaper boxes since it’s illegal to open someones mailbox, and gave one to the gas station since I gave one to Rippys yesterday. Do you know how many people still have newspaper boxes? Not a lot.
But while we were on our way to put the first one up on the stop sign, my mom stopped dead and threw it into reverse. She said she’s almost 100% positive that she saw him run across the street and into the woods on the other side, then peak his head back out and take off. I tried to go in after him but I could only get about 5 feet in. I don’t know if it’s actually him, but it made me feel a lot better.
I tried to print out 25 fliers to put up all on my road and put them in peoples newspaper boxes, but my computer ran out of yellow ink and I only got 10 of them. My mom has to go out at 9 AM and she said she’d leave me sleeping and she’d take me to town when I get up for ink, but I’m trying to convince her to just bring me with her. I know she’s doing the best she can and as much as she can, and is just trying to do things in my best interest, but I feel like I have to keep moving, have to be doing something.
http://111595.tumblr.com/post/15103477478/hes-so-loud
I was so mean to him. It’s all my fault.
http://111595.tumblr.com/post/15484357616
I can’t do this
