Someone sent out another plaintive cry for help and accused me of single-handedly draining her customer base. She's on the streets of Anaheim and the poor mutt (Lucky) has not eaten in days. Her phone stopped working and she can only text. She won't go to a woman's shelter because they don't take dogs and she is worried the cops will pick her up on vagrancy charges. Oh, and the PAD is still a problem. Radio silence since that message came through a few days back.

Poor Lucky.
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Mild Mannered Minion
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I feel the pull on the rope, let me off at the rainbow
-Anyway, Genesis