So besides the fire and that we are the fabulous four. It has always been just us, then oldest decided that her significant and her could no longer be apart. (A dance with death does that to a couple sometimes) So now we added another son and a warm body for the tiny goblin to torture.
I have a crude sense of humor, I am a acquired taste. Just ask the firemen who showed up at my house the night of the fire. My long passed fiancé’s ashes were in my room so I kept asking them to hunt for the dead man, he was very important…. Its kinda not my fault. In times of stress if I’m not making bad jokes I most likely would of admitted myself a long time ago. Okay lets see, I will not make this first entry long because if I add everything that is wrong with our small group of demons you will never come back to inquire about my stories. So I will keep this semi interesting to see who continues joining in our shenanigans.
Lets start with introducing everyone. I am Kris; the kids, I will introduce by nick names. Those who know them will get them the rest of you will just keep wondering about my sanity but I too conclude we all wonder.
MJ is my oldest she is my BFF and my first love. They are my first living demon. They are also an adult now. Raisin them have been an adventure let me tell you. From birth they came out the womb trying to kill us both. But still those stories will be in due time. She lost her baby dog Bellitrix in the fire. My heart aches for her and she maneuvers death and heart ache. Hopefully with this journal you all can help me help them. They also go by Krackon and Chewy! Her better half I call Wolverine.
Then there is the middle demon. He has nick names to spare. My fav right now is Raynebow. Also Pookie, yeti, and the last is his name give away because he is named after a famous band. But between middle demon and me, we keep the local pharmacy busy. He sees life in black and white only while I see life in full color. So, needless to say, me and him are polar opposites. FUN TIMES! He was not there for the fire so he can not connect any feelings to anything associated with the fire.
There there is tiny demon. She is the little chupacabra. She is the oldest soul I ever seen and has talked to me like a grown adult since she learned to form words. Frightening. This child will cry if she steps on your foot then put you in your place if your clothes don’t match. Every day is an adventure!
So if you would like to hear about all of our odd stories and follow us as we look for our forever home. Please keep reading and check back. I will try to post pictures and updates here at least weekly but more so daily. Old stories along with all the strange things that seem to happen to us. I swear we can’t keep ourselves out of trouble!
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