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Daily-going ons and some ideas for pets I have

My folding mountain bike with PussPussPuss's golden pet carrier on a bridge near the Aria at the Vegas Strip

PussPussPuss in a golden basket with a golden tip trough - IMG_20150527-205730

PussPussPuss lying on a ''short on rent'' sign from another person who was on the bridge with me trying to get money - IMG_20150527-204329

PussPussPuss in front of the Mirage - IMG_20150528_141351

So, at the Strip I went back with my cats a two days ago, and Princess was acting more sociable than PussPuss, and though both were obsessing over roaches running around in the shrubs near the road in front of the Flamingo, Princess as I said was acting more like a, Princess, sitting in an upright position and acting friendly, but I did have to put her in front of me or to the side, removing her from the shrubs a few times. Eventually police showed up and one whom I didn’t recognize said, “Didn’t I tell you not to bring pets to the Strip?” and he looked me up and said I had no warrants and allowed me to leave. Two days later, after I had gotten back nearly home, where Princess had wandered away, seemingly for good, I went back to the Strip with PussPuss, trying out various spots and only making about $12, and eventually ended up in front of the Flamingo again. At first I went to charge up my stuff, ad saw one of the seemingly chronic homeless using the charging spot, and he said he was taking off, and he seemed to have a girlfriend. I decided to set up in front of the plugs/charging spot after he left since he said he was leaving, and his gf holding a $1 for Weed sign up looked at me from around the corner where they seem to usually sit and said, “Really?” even though I was half trying to get tips as I was holding my phone and using it, and they both left soon after. Later an ugly fat woman called me to her friend who wanted to pet my cat an “asshole, he has his cat on a leash” and I told her off to her face, telling her it was the law and asking her if it upset her that I was trying to get food for my cat, and she had no response of course. Later two bicycle cops showed up, a male who was very polite and friendly giving me a warning ticket and telling me he didn’t care if I wiped my butt with it, it was an educational notice mission he said he was on about pet’s obstructing walkways at the Strip and the heat they would be exposed to,it didn’t seem to be about what hours I was allowed to have them there. They looked me up on the police warrant database and found I had THREE WARRANTS no doubt activated by the last judge I’d seen who wanted me to report back to her on some day about me having joined a homeless program she wanted me to join but which do to being homeless in the first place I didn’t join. Not that I didn’t want to try it but I decided due to already having plenty of assets and decent health and know-how to keep trying on my own to get out of my situation. The phone I originally had when I saw the judge ended up being damaged in a sewer when I tried to catch some ducks, and it wouldn’t “heal” so that it could dial out though eventually it could receive messages. I actually did call the phone number they gave me and I got the message, “Our customer service line is busy”, and not wanting to wait, hung up. But so after being told by the female that she’d arrest me if she saw me again and the male telling me new officers might, I left the Strip with PussPuss. I ended up stealing some stuff at thrift and dollar stores as I’ve been doing for about two weeks now due to my income being very low for various reasons I’ve already mentioned. I don’t want to be out in 90 F degree weather with my cat anywhere without good stuff to cool her and myself down with and even when I do I get annoying “concern” from various people who see my cat with me in this now hot weather of Vegas and it’s a risk that one of them will call animal control on me in their disingenuous concern, and if that happens who knows what would happen, like not allowing me to leave or cops somehow getting involved and deciding not to be merciful.

As I neared Maryland Parkway I called a young woman I had met the night before who had a broken leg and who helped me feed PussPuss and told me about her kittens. I called her and asked if she’d care for PussPuss till I could get a big money boost and resolve my warrants and she said she would. And this morning I met a pretty Mexican woman who told me stories about what seemed to be a demon that lived in Vegas (not crazy stories but obviously her genuine observations of something that might have been demonic) who also offered to help care for PussPuss. I decided however that I’m very reliant on PussPuss for emotional support to motivate me to do anything useful to give her up temporarily even, but I might change my mind on that since I’ve encountered police a lot in Vegas.

When I got back to where PussPuss and her family lives, or where some still live, the place where I rest at night and morning and keep some of my stuff, I let her run around for about an hour or two – and she had much fun chasing bugs and hanging around two cats, one which was apparently unrelated and had a tipped ear – and when she repeatedly didn’t come back to me when I called became too fearful and jealous to let her stay that way and was also concerned that without her I may not get enough money to survive and then who knows what would happen to her? So I retrieved her.

I may go to Freemont Street with PussPuss for tips now even though it would be double the traveling time to get there in the now greater heat of the day or night till I get large sums of money.

There’s some donation projects I may make soon, one to build two homeless shelters in Vegas and for inventions I thought of to better transport pets, I won’t be specific since I don’t want my idea being stolen, metaphorically speaking. I’m almost obsessed with Reversi aka Othello, and have been thinking about holding some traditional and new-type board game tournaments in Vegas, but for the same reason I chose not make a rock and jewelry museum here I think I will probably not hold tournaments here either.

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