Yesterday on Penny’s day off, They gad a meeting all were to attend, Meeting to be held at eight o’clock, Meeting was because secretaries in morning were doing billing wrong, Night secretaries did no billing, Evidently that was to change, So all four ER secretaries were to attend, Penny left hone or the Motel, LivedContinue reading “Latest injustice”
Category Archives: Quasqueton, Iowa Val’s Whitewolf Books
Chinner
So we still write on WordPress
But to see notification then it’s off to JetPack, I feel like Buck Roger’s, But gayer! And very girlie,
Val K Heike[pen names Littlewolf before Whitewolf]
Still breaths
All my work findable, Exists here, So Why is WordPress confused at who I am? https://valwhitewolfmedia.wordpress.com/ Just phone and email and physical address as of September 2020, Was in Ossian in crappy ass low income housing, Lived in Waukon Iowa 2005 November 5th, Lost my home because Equal housing in Virgina did not cover myContinue reading “Still breaths”
Poop
Have you ever after a long Day, Come home in no good mood? What is facing you when you open the door! Now you’re screaming, Swearing! Bend down to clean it up! Feel stupid! It’s a toy.
I am the only Valheikewhitewolf
Who sells books on Pango , Please tell me why My stuff is going to JetPack? I like writing here! I’m not allowed to view my dashboard! That makes no sense to me, One phone two emails! One me!
Maternity room Meow Meow
Penny my grey and white, Still in Pretty bird’s room, Last night Francis stay in there too, No babies yet, Meow,Meow, Meow!
Penny taught me
Even Ness, Love, Don’t work yourself yo death, Enjoy all life has to offer, Hold onto momentsI knew memories matter, Loneliness is all fucked up, Never allow anyone to survive the pain they cause you, Penny works gir sub human Catholic hospital in Waterloo,IA, With her legs and her pain she needs to have aContinue reading “Penny taught me”
The light
Lulu a pure white cat, Blue eyes, It is rumored that white cats with blue eyes are deaf, When the light ever so slightly graces her baby blues they appear red, Like a.huge white short eared.rabbit, On other times.her.orbs seem black as night, The light makes right, Fourteen years when.tap my.hesrt,, Lulu always comes, WhenContinue reading “The light”
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