It rained last night and I brought Chab in, bathed him, made a nice and cozy bed for him on the floor in the guest room. Drake wouldn't let Chabby eat out of his bowl or come into my room (that's where Drake sleeps). Thank God there was no fighting last night. Drake was fine as long as Chab didn't come near his stuff or his mommy. My brother and Chab cuddled on the couch and watched TV and Draker and I hung out in my room. My brother is taking them both to the park today to play. So, all in all, Drake, Chab, and I are doing fine.

I tried to find out what had happened, but it was in vain. I couldn't find out a thing! I am going to call in a favor today to see who owns that house and go from there. I am afraid I won't be able to do much this weekend since I leave today at noon to go to Alabama. But I can make some phone calls and get some answers. I guess I want to find out what happened to satisfy my curiosity. I don't know if I want Cindy to come back and claim Chab. No matter what the circumstances, she should have atleast called to check up on him if she was in trouble and had to leave. She abandoned him. It makes my blood boil. I am planning on contacting a few friends today to see if anyone wants this boy. I think I have made a decision.

I am going to make an appointment for Monday to take him to the vet. Chab isn't neutered and that makes me mad. I will schedule an appoinment to get him neutered, chipped, and a general health exam.

That's all for now.