Ah so it is possible!

Im smashed off of angry orchard hard cider. Best buzz I've ever had. And I'm drinkintg to Dolly, whether you like it or not. That baby has a home with a vet tech now, and all her needs can easily be addressed. My heart and soul is hemorrhaging, but that baby is living her best possible life as we speak. For those of you who thought I gave her up to some random shelter, shame on you. Let yourself be known and I'll shame you publically! For those of you who knew just how much she was loved here in my home, thank you for keeping the faith and thank you for liking all my Dolly posts. I swear, I still see her in the window or on the bed. Sometimes I still hear her girly meow. What it boils down to is that, in the end, I have lived exactly the way I wanted to. But now I am paying a horrible price for it. A life without Dolly. I had to get out of Tennessee, this ultra closed minded state. And this was the only way. So! Anyone with a problem with how things worked out either dm me, or if you dare, hit me up here. I'm definitely in a fighting mood. I miss her with all my heart and soul, and I always will. But I'll never forget her. Ever. Never ever ever ever ever!