Well let me start off with wasn't sure what category I needed to choose honestly. And please forgive me for this being such a long read! So let me just put it out there.. Back in 2024 my husband and I picked up just a few of our belongings, our dogs that we call our children and babies and we made a massive move to Florida from a place where my husband was born and raised and lived for 42 years which is North Carolina, Franklin to my home state where I was born and grew up! . A move that has seen laughter, fear, major heartbreak. (Will fill in more in a moment on that), lies, deception So back when we moved down it was a huge change and even bigger difference . We moved from a small town to and even smaller town. I was fortunate enough to have a job when we got here. Was doing amazing, we moved up from the pop-up camper that was given to us to use. To a cute little efficiency like apartment to a very nice cabin not far from my job so of course I didn't think about a vehicle I just walked to work and walked home. Well as things were looking great on the outside we started hanging out with the not so great crowd. Not really hanging out just associating with them. And so on y'all can only bet where it went. I got fired from a job I had stepped up to assistant manager within months of being there and a job I loved to just surviving off of what my husband made mowing yards. We lost our nice little cabin and became homeless with 10 babies still in tow. You can bet they had food when we didn't. Well we ended up moving in with someone we thought was a friend. He is a not so great person. He started issues between my husband and I, splitting us up for a month or 2, This is embarrassing on my part but fed me lies and deception and making it so believable. Till he had someone who didn't even live at the house or any part of his family kick me out. Let me take a few steps back. This all fired up because my husband asked a woman to borrow 5 dollars to get a pack of cigarettes for him and I to share. Unbeknownst that this woman placed a very small back of cocaine in with the money. The drug task force officer we feel set the whole thing up because he was wanting my husband to turn "RAT" If anyone knows my husband a rat is what he isn't. This officer waited 3 months to send in the paperwork for a warrant. A warrant for this small bag of drugs that he (the officer) stuck in his pocket.. HUM, that right there alone makes people question everything about our police department! But anyway, after 2 officers are placed on each side of the road pointed directly in our campers direction we had some visitors later that afternoon to arrest my husband for this warrant that to be honest wasn't even signed when they arrested him. The following Friday I packed up our camper and our babies. Yes everyone of them and was under the impression that another friend was going to let me park our camper in his yard my babies were going to be houses in the camper. Yes they even had power and AC our babies were SPOILED. And I crashed in the recliner inside. That way nothing could be said and no one would had been find for stupid stuff. 3 days go by and our friends roommate who is a major JERK! Had a doctor's appointment in Marianna. As they were getting in the vehicle to leave the roommate looks at me and says that I better be gone by the time that they got back or he was calling law enforcement. Well while they are gone I am calling everyone I knew that I thought could possibly help some answered their phone and had their own stuff going on so they could not help and others just ignored me. So they get back from the Drs. Next thing I know an officer shows up one of the best ones out of the ones I had any dealings with. Mind you my husband has had issues with stupid decisions that were made but I had not. I had not been in any trouble at that time and still haven't been in trouble since then! So me and our babies get escorted off of our friends property where the camper is mind you our home at the time. I am very visibly upset, confused, questioning everything right down to my faith. It was hanging on by a very thin string for sure. My Jack Russell named Chewy sensed that and felt he had to be my protector when even then I was theirs. He ended up biting 3 different people that he thought were going to hurt me. He's just a dog I know but I had nothing but them and a backpack full of Chorkies. 02 of them are our service dogs. These 3 "victims" did not press any charges did not fill out any paperwork. They seen everything that was unfolding and realized he was trying to protect his broken mommy at the time. The officer that was escorting me told me to go down to the river away from the public for the night with my babies in other words to keep my babies away from the public. My babies and I slept in the ladies bathroom on the concrete floor for the night the following morning the same drug task Force officer that had it out for my husband turned his sights me and my babies. This officer was not happy with the outcome from the night before he had to come and push his weight around with me he took our babies and here comes the heartbreaking part he took our babies and placed them in animal control the gentleman that came and picked them up I can't say he picked them up except for the two big ones to help me load them I had to place our babies in that nasty truck and when I say nasty it's because it's Animal Control and to me its an awful place in my eyes the officer made me load them in the truck told me if I didn't do it he was going to arrest me and once again I've never been in trouble so back to the gentleman that picked up my babies he told me that beings as what the situation was I would be getting them back free of charge. This is after the officer told me that I could not tell him what he could or could not do because of some being service animals laws.. Officer Dixon would not let me show him any proof of them registered. Anyway my world crumbled and stopped right then and when they tell me I've got to have right a $1000 dollars to be able to get them back I just wanted to die figuratively and physically my babies AKA our children were my everything they were my reason to get up everyday and get out of bed because we could not come up with $1,000 honestly because my husband had just got out of jail and we were living off of what he made mowing yard once again to survive. Animal control manager Alan Meeks sent my beautiful babies to rescues down south and they have been adopted out. Or so I was told we are fighting for them and going to continue to fight until either we get them back or the day we die but I'm going to fight continuously for them they're worth it anyway fast forward my husband and I become once again homeless we find a little room that a guy is going to let us stay in pay 60 bucks a week and I sat with his wife he was " buying his wife a friend " his words! Not mine. He had talked my husband into helping him at his shop he fixes small engines my husband has never really turned a

Wrench a day in his life he knows very little about being a mechanic. He was constantly calling my husband stupid telling him he had no common sense and downing him every time he turned around my husband took it for 2 weeks and he finally got fed up with it and my husband kind of snapped back at the gentleman I can't even call him a gentleman at the guy unfortunately it was in front of customers,friends of his (owner of shop) but any-hoo this man was using his stage for cancer diagnosis to apologize every time. He would turn around after he would apologize the next very next day he would start downing and belittling my husband. He told us we had to be out we had to move. This jerk had given away the camper just days prior. The neighbors let us place our stuff behind their house that they were staying in under tarps. The guy that owns it the small engine repair shop he called my husband's probation officer how low can you go anyway probation officer shows up my husband tells him what's going on probation officer tells him that if he does not get stable and stabilize that he could end up back in jail and have his sentence activated which is 15 years. I contacted one of my husband's clients and she got busy working her magic with the help of God cuz he works in amazing amazing ways and as of Sunday August 3rd 2025 we have our own place my husband has to cut cut yards for the rent which that's what he does so no big deal and I even had run it by higher than if they wanted to sell it as is with taking the mowing ass payment we would be very interested in it so all that being said and all that rambling we have $200 towards our $400 down payment for our power is a struggle trying to get the other 200 due to of course surviving off my husband but in return I have had a job offer with a dispensary that's in the next city over but I have to be at work at 5:00 in the morning to 3:00 in the afternoon so it's a little bit of a struggle not having a vehicle but we're working on it so we're not looking for a handout we're just looking for a hand up with any help we can for food don't get food stamps so we eat off of that. And do what we need to and stay away from the crazy folks and now stay on the path with the productive folks that wants to see us succeed and not fall back! Heres to a better end to 2025 and hopefully be able to find a lawyer that will take our case so we can get our children back and to a fantabulous 2026 I'm hopefully going to be able to put us back on top with going to school for music production and getting this job that pretty much is with the department of health. So this is our story of coming with nothing to doing good to faltering to homelessness bgto having better days ahead!