Well I won't go into the gory details of that! I am not a mean person, but I HAD to rip apart that wolf that was scratching at the door. An advantage to being a vampire is an animalistic ability to protect! The wolf was not only dangerous, but it had the sickness. I don't know if it can spread to humans, but I was not about to find out.

And Rachel seems to be getting better. She wanted food. I found some chicken broth in a can that I heated up and fed to her. Hopefully it will work better than the baby food I found.

I've got to see if I can find some sustinance for me! So hungry! I have discovered that chicken blood sometimes is ok, though it gives me this odd bloated and nauseated feeling. Kind of like what I used to have when I was human - the lactose intolerance feeling. But its better than nothing.

These silly little posts and comments! Who am I writing to anyway? There is no-one that I have been able to find (besides Rachel) in the last year. But I guess they keep me occupied and help me figure out my thoughts.

And so, I am off, in search of chicken. Bleah!