Bad luck did occur, but I made it kind of.
The bad luck part of it is thanks to my step-brother in Florida screwing me out of gas money for rides to find a new place for Sebastian & I to live and said paid for rides never happening.
I had no choice, but to take Sebastian to the Humane Society in Cocoa, Florida. It's a non-kill shelter, so I know he's alive, but that's all I know.
I was homeless sleeping in my step-brothers truck from October 23rd through November 7th.
I found numerous places on Craigslist, but didn't know where they were.
Paid for rides never occured to see any of them and keep Sebastian and/or get him back.
My brother in California came to get me and we tried getting Sebastian back, but the Humane Society played dumb with us, like he was never there, yet I'll never forget his screaming moans as I left him there and walked out the door.
His vet. wouldn't track his chip for me.
Anyway, I'm in California again bow living in L.A.'s out-skirts.