I'm not sure where to start!
I guess, if you missed my thread in General, I'm back. It's good to be back but it feels weird since there are so many new people I don't know.
I can't even remember everything I was going to say.
My short stories and pictures will most likely be in a mixed up random order, but I'll try my best to not make it too confusing.
I suppose I'll try to make a timeline thing...
At the beginning of November we went to St. Louis to visit my grandma. Major stayed at my dad's friend's farm. The first 5 days we were gone, I was ok and hoping he was having a fun time. But the last 5 days, I wanted to see him so bad and suddenly became worried about him. I had all of these bad pictures in my mind and I was having bad dreams. I really missed him and I wanted his squirmy body on my lap again.
Well the day we got home, my dad and I drove out to the farm. I was soooo excited. My dad stopped the truck and Major was laying on the deck. He looked up, I opened the door and we started running to eachother. I was sooo happy I was crying. He seemed awfully excited, not to mention big! Ohh it was so good to see him again!
I'm afraid the people fed him a LOT more then they should have, and a lot of things that they shouldn't have. I was just happy he was safe though.
A couple weeks later, we put a door on his house. It was funny watching him go in and out.
During December, we moved his house about 15 or so feet away from where it was. We put it up against the house, so it was near the outlet on the side of our house. We then put a heater in there and plugged it in for him. He did not like it and refused to go in his house. He would go get treats if I threw them in there, and he layed down in there while I was petting him, but other than that he wouldn't go in there. He wouldn't sleep in there. I think he was scared of the heater. So...we turned it off in the morning and kept it off all day. At night time, he still wouldn't sleep in there. So, we took the heater out and moved the house back to where it was before. We were relieved to see him sleeping in it.
After that we put a lightbulb in there, and luckily he doesn't mind it at all. It stays on all the time so its a lot warmer in there.
One day it was funny because Thomas, my brother, came home and he came downstairs. He said "Where's Major?" And I said "What do you mean, where's Major???" He's like "He wasn't out there" and I said "So...you didn't see him at ALL?" And Thomas said "No".
I got really worried and ran upstairs. I opened the door, walked out, sure enough, no sign of Major. I called "Major!" and there he comes out of his house! I was surprised, because he always has to greet people from the gate or door
On December 20th or so, my brother and sister were leaving for school. Major weasled his way into the door. They had to go catch the bus so I was just like "Just close the door!" (It was cold)
So Major was sitting on the brown rug in the porch by the door for a couple minutes.
Now, Major is allowed to come in the porch, for a little while. I am always there when he is though. He hasn't had an accident. Usually he gets to come in for around an hour and a half a day, split up into a few different times. He is not allowed anywhere past the kitchen, and really, he isn't allowed that far into the kitchen. Just a few feet
I think this is a huge improvement/breakthrough, whatever you want to call it.
I don't think he'll be coming in any other rooms ANY time soon, so I'm trying not to get my hope up.. I'm actually quite happy with what I've been privileged so far. I think it must have been the holiday season
Well, I THINK that's all there is to say.
I realize this is quite long, but I just thought I'd let you all know whats up with Major.
I have a lot of pictures which I'm going to put next, but they are all pretty small.
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It's so good to see him again! I'm glad your parents have been a little more flexible with him. 
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