Took a class, got my cycle license.
Learning a new job…which is awesome!
Visiting with my family as much as I can.
Going to art shows
Riding my bike a bit.
Missing Rocco
Missing Rugby
Hanging out with my bromie
Delighting in the innocence of children and the beauty of a setting sun.
Trying hard to look as cool as this guy.
Reading excellent books that break my heart.
Preparing for the future. jk 
And being happy of course.
As you may know I relocated in early May.
My life totally changed.
I went from a terribly hostile work enviroment that was ruining my health and stunting my growth as an artist and as a person, to a job that seems to good to be true. I work with AMAZING people! So kind, so considerate, so careful with their words, supportive, constructive, so COOL, funny, knowledgeable and awesome.
My heart swells when I think of the little apartment I come home too. So perfect for me. Filled with beautiful things my mother worked so hard to find. The rooms are filled with furniture my father helped me move.
I cook. I eat. I sit in the sun.
I think very little of the past as it were. I am filled with light. It flows from my heart and shines thru splitting fingertips that I use to feel out my place in this new world. Casting light and not fearing the shadow.
I am so happy.
I am….happy! HAPPY!
My heart is full as is my home.
I miss the people who put me here, but I honor them with the way I live.
Beautiful, beautiful days.
Odin
Scraps
Pack
Dinner
Still wild…
Casey also works with dogs. He is heavily involved with pound pals and a slew of other organizations giving pitbulls a second chance at life. He is also a foster father for any number of dogs trying to get them into good homes and helping them to recover from abuse and abandonment.
This is his current foster Scamp. He has a rather tragic story. If you notice his ears don’t look like a proper crop (if you approve of crops or not) that’s because they aren’t. Scamps previous owners cut off his ears with a pair of scissors, perhaps because they didn’t want to pay to have it done and most obviously because they don’t value the gift of life and the honest love and adoration that comes from a canine companion.
I am really choosing my words here wisely because if I were to give way to how this kind of treatment of animals makes me feel…none of you would ever read my blog again. And probably, I might go to jail. But seriously.
Scamp also has an array of scars on his body were his owners took to putting out their cigarettes on his skin. These were not people, they were soulless villains inflicting excruciating pain and abuse on a creature who not only could not understand, but could not flee, could not escape.
Scamp is a lovely dog. Passionate, highly inquisitive, and loyal to a fault. He suffers from severe separation anxiety that Casey is working to cure him of. Soon he will find a good home. And I cannot wait to see him there.
People, be kind to these beautiful animals.
Be kind.
