so, some time around September of last year, my house, that i've been living in for 10+ years burned. not to the ground but if the firefighters were five minutes later than they were it would've been. October was spent sharing a hotel room with my sister and parents, my dog, who survived the fire, had to be relocated to my grandparents house. the next four months we were moved to an apartment and to get to school everyday i had to ride a special needs bus (i'm not complaining, it was warm and the people are nice) but our dog, ginger, who had been suffering from an unknown chronic disease even before the fire, got much worse. she was a husky