I was so proud of Sports Illustrated for putting Sweet Jasmine, a Michael Vick dog, on its cover last year. But I am now saddened to learn through Bad Rap that Sweet Jasmine was struck and killed by a car last night. Go and rest with others now, Sweet Jasmine.
Month: August 2009
Breaking My Contract at Toren
It’s official. I’ve hired a lawyer to help me get out of my contract at Toren. Just one year ago I was bursting at the seams at the idea of owning a piece of real estate in New York City, and now I am sitting here, tail in between my legs, desperately hoping to get my deposit back.
It’s not that I’ve had a change of heart. I haven’t. But things in my life have changed and taken a dramatic turn for the worse.
What Toren looks like one year after putting my deposit down.
For starters, two months after I put my life savings down and signed a contract at Toren, the credit crisis this country is currently steeped in just began to rear it’s ugly head. What’s more, in May I was reduced to half time at my job – a sign that the start-up Internet company I work for, is not doing well.
Myself and a group of buyers from the Toren joined forces to lobby the sponsors to reduce the prices of our condos to refelct current market rates. They relented and now I have but no choice to hire a layer who will look for loop holes in the offering plan and solicit the New York State Attorney General for the return of my down payment.
Life was different one year ago. I was newly married, gainfully employed and the future looked bright. I knew it was risky business buying a new construction condo that could take one year or more to build, but I could have never predicted this economic downturn. Not even the best of Wall Street’s analysts could.
‘Bet For Pets’ casino night at Marquee in NYC
‘Bet For Pets’ casino night at Marquee in NYC
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Fifa Forever in Our Hearts
Fifa’s foster mom, Saleena and I made the very painful and difficult decision of putting Fifa to sleep in the middle of the night. Her condition had deteriorated drastically between when I picked Fifa up Saturday and took her to Saleena’s home in Queens, to last night. Since Saturday night she had been having constant watery stool, wouldn’t eat much and drank profusely while becoming incontinent in the house. She could walk Saturday but was restless, taking two steps and falling down since yesterday.
The vet who put her down concurred with our second opinion that choosing not to mess around with an eight year old dog’s liver was the right thing – that the biopsy and surgery would have been highly invasive and risky. So it is almost a blessing that we were not able to come up with the $4,000 estimate.
It is my belief that Fifa had no idea what was going on and was already half gone before they administered the injection. Saleena held her and I spoke gently to her. As heavy and sad as it was, we’ve at least been able to find solace in the fact that unlike millions of other animals that die in shelters every year, Fifa had love and quality end of life care.
Thank you to the few individual donors that came through as well as the generous donation from Friends of Animal Rescue. It is a shame that everyone’s vital contribution ended this way, but I wanted to say thank you nonetheless.
