Guys, I’m sure I have a reputation somewhere in this fandom: So what is it? Leave that in my ask box as I ponder over this.
A Very Sweet Dog In Need of a Home!!
The other day my boyfriend was asked if he’d like to have a dog (we already have two) that had been found in a ditch. Without thinking he had said yes. The only other info he was given was that he is a ‘Jack Russel Mix’ and that he may tear up things if left alone, and would sleep with you in bed. Being that Jack Russel is one of his favorites, he didn’t think of meeting the dog first. Before we knew it, he was dropped off at his house and I was unexpectedly greeted by the excited pup while trying to catch some Z’s. I spent about two days with him since he had arrived, and let me say that he is just sweet and playful that needs attention and room to roam. At first glance I speculated that he was NOT a Jack Russel mix but more likely a german shepard mix due to his facial marking and coat, but after doing some researching he matches a Black Sable Belgian Malinios.
As much as we want to keep this little guy, my boyfriend and I are currently struggling with our own agendas and finances (school and work, etc.) Whiles he does not have the fence in area, mine isn’t well kept. We are still not sure if he is entirely a stray since he seems to enjoy sitting in a car, nor was he scared to come up to us on the first day, and not to mention his breed seems to be nearly pure-. We live in a small town so the likely hood of him having a dog chip/tracker is slim.
Please If you happen to live in Wilson NC or Eastern North Carolina and are interested in adopting OR possibly have information of his owner please contact linmyra or Noel Smiley on Facebook!
"It’s been such a pleasure to serve you all. I was welcomed with such open arms when I first started, I was taken back. Over time I made new friends, lost some, some still remain, and some I just simply never heard of again. So many things have resulted in a change in myself, I just hope all was not for naught. I just want to say thank you for being there up until this final moment.
Alfred Farrell Jones
The Orange Coat Slasher
P.S. Life is Beautiful “
And I was to unite with Jack, become myself again and get a hair cut. Discover more unknown family members, find out the family’s secrets, meet your parents and brothers-
And you have made me happy. I’m just sad that I couldn’t protect you like I promised. I wasn’t expecting to have a happy ending to my story. It’s either this or wind up locked up and mentally becoming a vegetable.
Also, I haven’t been fully honest about the mark on my hand. I lied so you wouldn’t worry about me. I had already made my decision that once you go- my soul will follow yours. If not this life- we can look forward to the next.
You asshole, just remember that
I’m gonna leave it open.
I have a bad habit of not throwing stuff away.Plus I’d like to come to look back at it myself- I’m hoping to clear it up one last time and proper navigation to certain events. But that’s wishful thinking.
It’s a munday… instead of asking me, would anyone like to ask something about this blog before it officially closes? there’s so much that didn’t get to cover- so this is one last shot. I can’t draw responses unfortunately.
Anonymous: Jack: His brow furrowed as he eyes glowed in fury. "The man is a menace!" he hissed, refusing to keep quiet. "He knows full well I couldn't possess a pre-existing body, which was I waited till I could fuze with a new soul. While myself comitted far worst crimes, it was all within reason! While he does not!"
"James, you were called Jack the Ripper. Targeted prostitutes, drugging them and the ripped out their entrails leaving it on the street for the Scotland Yard to find it in the morning fog in the same alley. All because you lost the love of you life and got curious as a kitten." she brushed off the hand on her shoulder. "If I were to help you with this mess your legacy created. You’ll have to do something to appease me."
Jack clenched his fists, bowed his head, and did something unexpected. Taking a step back, he kneeled before her, and slowly lifted his head. “Then how shall I appease you? The first time we met in the morgue- and made love- was still one of my favorite nights. All I want is this one last kill and I will surrender everything. My heart- my soul is entirely yours.”
"Like Shakespeare sonnet 18, tell me how much you love me. How my hair is more of the shade of when a rose first blooms instead of blood from a cold body." she said longingly to hear those words from the current man she fell hopelessly in love with. "Do this for me and my black book of names from a time of a mercenary is yours to skim. Then I will take Alexander’s life for you."
"Shakespeare-" he repeated apparently taken back a little for he wasn’t the type of man to recite such romantic things. Or at least, not in the past several hundred years. Jack took a deep breath and recited the sonnet from memory.
”Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course untrimmed:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st,
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.”
Once he finished the line, his eyes strayed away from Amelia’s gaze. He had said each line without hesitation, but it was the words that hit him as they reached his lips. It wasn’t his own words and didn’t feel natural. A tear slipped past him recalling the last time he had truly opened his heart and fully loved someone.
The man raised his head once more. “Amelia- your beauty is both stunning and deadly. Perfect for a little reaper. Your crimson hair and lips- reminds me much more than blood- but life and death itself.” Jack had to pause for a second to catch his breath for some reason his body was trembling. “You remind me of the long missed warmth that I have drifted away from… love that I never expected to experience once again.”