Frustration at wondering where she is, was overwhelming. Today and tomorrow I have a full schedule, yet I can do nothing until I find Katie.
Throughout the day I washed, packed and loaded with a cell phone being dialed perpetually trying to find my MIA Walker Hound. My broken fingers are so painful that I can barely use my left hand. By late afternoon I bumped into two sheriff's deputies and asked them to keep their eyes open for my dog.
We sat discussing law and order in Lincoln County, and my impending relocation searching for....... a home and horse facility. Of the past four years,the court case and property values. And my hope that by relocating I can find was is unavailable here in Lincoln County. A home.
My dogs have no idea that we are homeless and I have a standing joke that we'd better not tell them because they don't have a clue. But the reality is, life is so simple when you have a home and fenced yard, not so simple when you are homeless.
It's been so long since I had a fenced yard and the security a home afford all family members, 2 legged and 4 legged.
As night came frustration rose in my heart. I had done half as much work as I needed to get done and twice as much worrying as I could emotionally handle. It would have been another simply awful day had Rio not run outside the shed frantically, and when I followed I shone the flashlight directly onto Katie.
Poor Katie had bloody front pads and was so hungry and thirsty, but to say that was excited to be "home" was a slight understatement. After eating and drinking, having her feet doctored she curled up on a blanket and went to sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a good day, thank you Lord for bringing her home.
There has to be someone related to Robert & Sylve Huckins must have some means to reach them, if it be Michael Huckins, Dr.Kenneth Ogilvie ( Diana Huckins? Dominic Huckins? Malcolm Huckins? ) or Patricia Ogilvie-Huckins and get them to return ALL of the money they stole from us so that I can buy a home and get our lives back. I am begging anyone in this family for help.
I don't believe I have EVER witnessed any none violent crime that can be as devastating as stealing someone's home. I am walking in Dorothy McKeevers footsteps, day by day, month by month, year by year.
Liam Griffin, I sat in your law office with two witnesses as you gave me your promise, your guarantee, that our money would be returned before harm came to us.
Patricia Ogilvie-Huckins you were present the day I signed contract with your son. You walked out of the kitchen with Sylve Huckins and your son introduced me to you. He told you that I was the British horse trainer he had told you about, the one he was going to build the home and barn for. Why didn't you say something? There may be a rational and reasonable explanation but I have spent over 3 years, homeless, not understanding it. I understand it even less knowing that though I was a total stranger, both Dorothy McKeever and Sally Canning you KNEW, and you knew what your son had done to them and others.
Dr. Kenneth Ogilvie, I contacted you and simply asked for a reference, not knowing that Robert Huckins was your cousin. Robert Huckins had just stolen over $30,000 from the domestic violence shelter, HEAL, yet everyone was trying to hide it. There was a history of stealing large amounts of money. $65,000 PLUS from Nancy Canning. $89,000 PLUS from Dorothy McKeever, $45,000 from Francis McKinney. The list just goes on and on and on.
Because of Robert Huckins I ended up paying $140,000 to be homeless.. sat in the cold, emotionally, physically and financially broke. In the middle of a recession, with no way to recover the stolen funds.
Today Robert Huckins has his own home...
He also has OUR home.....
He also has a lot of people's money...
And his freedom.
Women are not banks or loan institutions. Women should not be the source of a retirement fund for people who don't want to do an honest day's work for an honest day's pay. Holding women hostage while playing with the judicial system, a horrendous game of cat and mouse extending YEARS, with the victims whose very homes, families and stability are in jeopardy is cruelty, as cruel as a physical beating. It is financial and emotional RAPE. Homelessness is not justice. It is a slow, painful death.
Please, I beg with everything I have within me, please convince Robert Huckins to stop this torture and return the building fund he stole from us so we too, can have a home.
No matter how many thunderstorms there are the sun always shows up when it's over. Be patient you will succeed. ~Tikeja Stills