I am begging assistance. At this time, my total money is $27, and I need to pay my upcoming phone bill of $30, plus have money remaining to go to my doctors' appointment and return. I am still unable to work due to my Charcot Foot and have no income of any form. If anyone here can spare $50, I would deeply appreciate it. As always, my PayPal is mikakyubi [a t] gmail-dot-com

Thank you.

So, I just got back from the Orthopedist and Orthotic Doctor... The results, though, are far from good.

The Charcot Foot I've got is not going to go away on its' own. For the next 3 - 4 weeks I'll be in this gods-awful splint, leaving me unable to work. In three to four weeks, I'll have ready something known as a Crow Foot, essentially a rigid, custom-fitted armored boot to keep my foot in good shape. With this, I might be able to return to light work for a time. This is an interim thing, though, leading up to orthopedic surgery.

Put simply, they need to cut open my foot, fuse, move, and trim / alter the bones, run pins, screws and bolts through it, then put the foot back together. This will result in a minimum of eight [b]weeks[/i] where I'll be laid up, unable to do much of anything. In the end, I should be able to move OK with the protection of an orthopedic shoe.

In short, this is a mandatory minimum of three weeks where I'm disabled. I'll be filing for anything and everything I can, but after 233+ years in off the books jobs, I doubt there's a lot I'll get.

I won't lie, ladies and gentlefurs - I'm pretty much screwed. I don't have anything in savings currently, I won't be working.

If at all possible, I am once again asking for help to get through the next three months. I don't even know if I'll have a job to return to (they can't legally fire me, but they CAN make a substitute permanent and not have any work for me, essentially a soft-firing).

If anyone is willing to donate, this one is going to have to be open without a set goal, as I don't know how long this one shall be. If folks can donate to assist, I'd be grateful. If not, well-wishes are always happily and graciously accepted.

Many thanks, all.

Please also do not forget my previous journal on behalf of  GroudonKnight.

With love,
Mika

I do not often put out such journals, but one of my friends, GroudonKnight, is being thrown out by their abusive and manipulative aunt. This is an all-call for help from anyone in the area of Fayetteville, Georgia, USA, for aid in a place for them to stay and some help getting them on their feet.

Barring direct aid in the form of emergency housing, please contact them to see what might be needed in the way of financial assistance, as I am more than reasonably sure that their aunt will do their worst to retain control of or remove any finances they may currently have (and indeed may attempt, through rumors, if not outright slander and/or libel, cripple any assistance potentially offered).

The following is a link to their account here on FurAffinity, through which, for the moment, they may be contacted through.

https://www.furaffinity.net/user/groudonknight  GroudonKnight

To any whom might answer this call, gratitude and thanks.

So, about a month ago, I woke up and thought I'd pulled a muscle, rendering me lame-pawed on my left side. Despite pain, indeed occasional agony, I, with the aid of significant doses of ibuprofen, soldiered on, gritting my teeth, flattening my ears, and in general toughing it out through my day job, that being delivering packages by hand, while moving on foot through the labyrinth that is the New York City Subway System and the associated busses.

Fast forward a month, and the pain was still there, accompanied by swelling and redness and heat. This morning, the agony was simply too great, and I decided to pay a visit to the local Emergency Room.

Thus began an ordeal stretching from around 8 in the morning until 6 at night, with copious amounts of blood removed from my body and no small amount of scans, both ultrasound and X-Ray, only to find, in the end, I apparently had somehow dislocated not one but SEVERAL bones in my foot. I have been places in a hard splint and relegated to crutches, and a follow-up with a podiatrist. There's a possibility of surgery if there's no other way to correct this.

At the same time, this means I currently cannot perform my job, and, despite assurances to the contrary, well, Murphy has oft-times had an axe to grind with me, and my face is oft-times to the grindstone. I fear this shan't be an exception. On one hand I pray my pessimism is wrong, and on the other I am expecting it will end up being right.

So, that's all the news that's fit to print pertaining to the Kyubi. May all your days be brighter and better.

Always to one and all,
Mika

Well, as the title implies, I am currently fighting through my annual sickness. Runny nose, sore throat, hacking and coughing, body ache, fever, the whole nine yards (rather appropriate for a nine-tailed vixen like myself.) I'm now in Day 4 of this, and the worst is easing back. Truth be told, perhaps worse than the sickness is the effect of NyQuil on me. A single, normal, day-to-day dose not only puts me into a deep, dreamless, near-coma sleep, but the next 24 hours after waking are a muzzy-headed zombified experience. Thankfully, I was able to take the day off, and, at the time of this writing, shall soon be bedding down to shake free of the rest of the NyQuil's evil influence.

This aside, my current job as a courier, while it absolutely eats my time and energy completely, is relatively routine, and eminently handle-able, a matter for which I'm grateful.

To all who care to watch and notice my journals, please, for the love of all the gods, take care of your health. After all, if you don't have your health, then, well, what DO you have that's worthwhile? Please, all, be well. I love all those around me, and sickness is a harsh problem.

Love to you all,
Mika

One of the folk I watch, a sweet and good person, just got scammed and is at risk of homelessness  Xfactor3802

If anyone whom watches me can offer them some help in any amount, please do so. If you cannot help financially, please please help by boosting the signal. I have linked to their journal below.

https://www.furaffinity.net/journal/11010127/

With thanks to all,

Mika

Thank you to those who assisted, I will be able to make rent and bills and have a little left over to assist for the month atop that in case unforeseen expenses come up! I appreciate any help that comes my way, and I have endless gratitude for those whom help, whether by money or by good will or by encouraging words, love, and care.

Blessings and love to all!

Mika

I fear I must once again beg charity. For the last three weeks' time, my job had no hours for me to work, and as of Thursday the 26th I received the sad news that I had to be cut from the payroll. Between nearly a month with no work, living expenses, and prior time without hours before the recent stint, I am again without funds remaining to my name. This has left me in the situation I was in back in March or April, where I found myself in desperate need of aid. Thankfully, at least for this month's time, it is not some vast sum, but nonetheless I am forced to fall upon charity, a matter which I find myself deep in self-loathing about.

Nonetheless, swallowing all pride and, sadly, propriety, I must ask for aid. A total of $50 will suffice to cover my rent this month, and if aid hits $150 or so, most if not all of my electricity bill as well. While it won't help me for next month, at least I shan't be pushing my hospitality for this one.

I find myself desperately wishing I could give back to my friends and this community on the whole what they've given to me in aid, for it is deserved. Instead, without such resources, I must default to a heartfelt and intensely grateful "Thank you" to all in advance.

For those who wish to aid, my PayPal is, as always, mikakyubi [at] gmail (dot) com

Yours to all,
Mika

Good day to you all, one and all, my sweet and beloved watchers and friends.

The last few months since my last journal have been a roller coaster, yes indeed. Enough of one that, were I prone to such, I swear would have put me in a hospital from too much excitement.

Currently, I am fast approaching my 54th birthday IRL, that being the 21st of September, the approach of which endlessly reminds me of my slowly advancing age and physical conditions, which have little improved over the years. My identification situation, thank all the gods, has drastically improved in that time - as when I last journaled, I was still fighting with Social Security to correct an error in my records. Not only has that been fixed, but alongside that, thanks to some aid, I now also happen to have a proper state-issued non-drivers ID, a matter which I'd long despaired of having in my life.

On the employment front, at the end of April, just dipping into May, I was pleasantly surprised to find myself employed in a seasonal job at a fairly large chain store outlet - West Marine. The location was highly sub-optimal, though, necessitating a 3 hour haul out to the middle of Long Island, and another such haul back at the end of the work day, a transit that cost me nearly $45.00 each day. Needless to say, for a slightly above minimum wage job, this was at best exhausting and sub-optimal, but was the only job I could find. This even more fortuitous as it was unexpected - I had accompanied a friend to their interview there, fell asleep in the car as their 15 minutes became a 2 hour long interview, only to be woken by said friend viciously pounding on the door of the car and informing my that I needed to wake up immediately, as I had an interview with the manager. Luck came of it, and I got the job.

Sadly, this leads me to the fact that said job is highly seasonal, stretching from May to September, and then leaves one employed and on the books, but with no hours on the schedule, from September early to May late.

This leads me up to the current - technically employed, with no hours, and once again hunting a job to fill in the gaps. With the combination of transportation expense having drained my coffers, and lack of hours draining them worse, I am headed again into deep financial straits, which I shall shortly be in, as rent yet again shall come due, and I can only defer that so long. I am grievously displeased with the NYC employment situation, though am also keenly aware that my age hurts me terribly. Hopefully things will look up and I shall find something rapidly, or else I shall again be in the unpleasant and horrible situation of begging for aid. I do not at all relish the thought of that, no, not at all.

The depressing job and monetary situation aside, I am in passable though by no means excellent health, and not quite likely to keel over dead unexpectedly, so there is that as a positive note.

And I do believe that this brings folk up to date on my current state of health, affairs, et cetera for the time being. As always, I thank all of those who read these words for their time, efforts, friendship, and good will. Much love to you all, and may you be treated well by fate and fortune now and forever more!

Yours all,

Mika

I would like to express my appreciation and gratitude to all of you whom have provided me financial aid. Between the various folk whom have contributed, I have thankfully been able to meet, and indeed slightly exceed, my goal. Thus, after discussion with my landlord and providing the proper rent, I shall be good for another three or so months, by which time I shall hopefully have a job and be able to not ever have to ask for such again.

Again, I can't express enough gratitude and thanks for all the help, nor can I apologize more for being a burden. Thank you all, each and every person, whether you contributed money or good wishes.

With love and thanks always in humility,
Mika

I had hoped to avoid this, and have not spoken on it in any detail around, to the point of reassuring those close to me this was not a case, however, this being said:

I am now in an emergency. I haven't worked in now over a year and a quarter, and have relied on a pair of close friends to pay my bills, a matter they shouldered with willingness and aplomb, and a matter for which I am and shall always be forever grateful.

Sadly, circumstances have changed and the finances of those friends is now in jeopardy, and thus, my ability to remain where I am and have my rent paid has disappeared. Without this, I am facing an emergency.

I thus must put myself in the unenvious position of asking (as I have in the past) for significant aid. It is, frankly, something I cannot promise is able to be paid back. Worse, the amount this time isn't $30 - $50, but a large sum: $1,100, which would secure my rent for the next 2 - 3 months by taking the burden off of my friends. Failing this, I stand to lose a place to live as early as the 8th of the coming month., just under 3 weeks from this journal.

At age 53, homelessness is not an option, nor homeless shelters (which are currently overwhelmed, jam-packed, and too dangerous to be stayed in even if there were space).

I apologize profusely and deeply for having to ask friends and indeed anyone for this kind of help, especially in these rough times.

If anyone can donate, any amount, my Paypal is Mikakyubi [AT] gmail {DOT} com.

Thank you all in advance for any help, indeed even for the consideration.

So, as usual, about once a year I seem to get a requisite illness, something to remind this vixen that she is not immune to the wrath of nature nor the misfortune of the gods. This one is definitely a new level, though, as I seem intent on coughing myself into oblivion, waking endlessly from near-suffocation and thus denying me the sleep I so desire, or, when neither of these, making my poor nose dump enough mucous that I feel like a vulpine version of Niagara Falls. I'm five days in and it seems like the end is not yet in sight. The only slight mercy is that it is not Covid.

To those with whom I chat and speak with often, pardon if I am absent, or when present lackluster, as I am not myself when like this. To those who bother to read these journals of mine, you have my love, care, hopes, and prayers to the gods that you do not have whatever I currently have get to you. Gods bless and keep you all, and O-Inari-sama watch over you all and your loved ones this season.

Always,
Mika

I've a friend trying to stop the illegal spread of their avatars to pay sites and beyond. Please spread this as far as folk may, thanks.

https://twitter.com/emmy_phoenix/st.....75119831437651

Many many thanks to the sweet and amazing Peebo! They threw me in a single bit every bit I needed! Thank you so so very much, dear heart!

I am having once again to call upon friends here and any who can for aid - I am now 6 months unemployed, and thanks to 20 years off the books I can't get things like unemployment. I have been living on my two roomates' fast-dwindling charity for rent and electricity, but this month my two roomies, gracious though they are, are hurting badly in the money department. Thus, I must ask any whom have money to spare for donations to assist in my bills - Specifically to the tune of $150 total, which will cover phone, food, and minor other bills and take some of the strain off my household. I am very VERY sorry to have to ask, and I dearly wish I could say it won't happen again, but I cannot make that promise. As always, for those whom can help and desire to, my PayPal is mikakyubi . at@ . gmail/com or just toss shinies at me.

Once again, I apologize for this, and I dearly wish I could make a promise that this won't happen again.

Ladies and gentlefurs, children of all ages, shapes and sizes, if you please, won't you bring your attention to me! In a feast for your eyes to see, an explosion of catastrophe!

Or, bluntly, this vixen is sick. I am absenting myself for the next bunch of days for heavy sleep-focused recovery. It's not COVID, but IS upper respiratory. Nasal membranes are irritated, my nose runs like a faucet, and my sleep is disturbed, in addition to upset tummy and general malaise and body ache.

I am currently a wreck, waiting for the medicines to kick in, then I shall sleep the sleep of the dead. Please do not skin, shave, fold, spindle, mutilate or molest your vixen while she sleeps, thank you. Not responsible for intentional misuse and/or inhalation.

One of the people I watch,  lizziepie https://www.furaffinity.net/user/lizziepie/ is offering a chance at free art. Her work is gorgeous, and she's looking to learn and improve at drawing anthro characters. Take a moment and read her journal on it for how to enter! So, I figure signal-boosting this can only help!

Be well, folks!

I would like to extend to my friends and all those whom helped my most humble and honest heartfelt thanks. The aid given has successfully pulled me out from under the spectre of financial ruin and all the associated issues thereof, and given me the opportunity to get my feet back underneath me. Thank you all so very very much!

To those who offered support even without money being involved - to you as well goes these massive thanks, for it was all of you whom buoyed up my spirits and kept me from the throes of woe, despair and depression. Thank you all.

With a heartfelt arigato gozaimasu, delivered in appreciative humility,
Mika

To those whom care, read, and are of a sympathetic ear, to you I give my thanks now and eternally, and beg you lend me your ears for but a short time.

I find myself, for the second time in as many years, forced into a terrible situation, one where I must fall to my friends in begging for aid. The month and a half of the Jewish High Holidays, which nearly shut down my job, combined with stretching the kindness and care of my roommates beyond all logic, sanity, and reason, have left me essentially both penniless and in need of securing a month's rent and the associated electricity ($560.00) as soon as is feasibly possible.

However, my job doesn't provide me enough hours to sate that need even were I to, in the next week or so, drop every single dime I have into said rent, ignoring my need for both food and transportation. This doesn't even begin to, however, cover the oncoming month, which I ALSO am in need of covering, again with the associated electricity.

Thus, I fear I must turn to an ignominious last resort - begging those of you for aid. As prior, I cannot pay it back, nor can I successfully even hope to recoup it, not within any reasonable, sane time span.

I would vastly and thoroughly understand if this plea gets ignored, or even jeered at and rebuffed with all harshness. I am frighteningly aware these are trying financial times for all, and that my asking for this charity is at best straining, at worst obnoxious beyond all redemption, and I beg you all to forgive me my plea, at the least.

With thanks and eternal gratitude for any amount,

Mika Kyubi
Kitsune-at-Large

I was made aware, shortly ago, that I forgot to include a PayPal address for this. It is mikakyubi AT gmail(dot)com. Please pardon me writing it in full, there are those whom might use my mail maliciously out there.

A sweet new artist here on FurAffinity has graced me with gift art of my character Ajaan Sree, the skunk martial artist avatar I have on Second Life!

The piece is, of course, in my Favorites already, and here is a link to the original:

https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49298320/

Drawn by the wonderful  -LedyKatyMoor- Please go show her some love, friends!

I am not one whom is prone to usually spread word, indeed I am often silent. However, one of the sweetest folks I know is in serious trouble. I'm aware these are rough, harsh times for everyone, and many are in dire straits. Nonetheless, if any can help, please do. At minimum, please help spread the word.

https://gofund.me/13d2adff

Thank you all.

I do hope this finds you all in good health and decent fortunes. This might be an odd or unusual question. So, for the last several years, I've noted that a fair number of folk I watch (and goodness I watch perhaps far too many!) have a habit or preference of hiding their favorites. I for the life of me can't imagine why one might choose to do this, with the possible sole exception might be a sense of embarrassment about their likes and interests being known. I'm curious, to those who do this, why one might if this is not the answer? Perhaps a bit of a trivial question, I know, but one of honest curiosity. Many thanks!

To any who follow me, a fairly older fur in the community, the esteemed and well-known Wolfkidd . has produced a well-written and well-defined Journal covering what it is to be furry. I feel that this is practically required reading for any and all in the fandom, and that its' words and wisdom should be spread far and wide. Thus, I link it below.

https://www.furaffinity.net/journal/10177651

Long long ago, in the far-away depths of time that was the cold month of November in the year 2013, ancient though that now seems, I'd journaled something less pointed but no less topical, and it seems appropriate now to dredge this up from the hoary rime-encrusted depths of deep time.

https://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5249582/

Even if the latter has and holds little interest, do please read the former Journal, that of the good WolfKidd. It is worth it, including, and indeed perhaps especially, for the comments.

With well-wishes to all whom watch,

Mika

So, for those who know me, I'm usually fairly chatty on things such as Discord, and I log in frequently to Second Life (as is evidenced by my gallery). For the last month, since roughly the last bits of December, I've been particularly silent, barely interacting.

The main reason for this has been a particularly vicious case of COVID-19, which manifested as two illnesses back to back (which I mistakenly thought WERE two separate illnesses). The first part came out as a simple mild cold, which laid me up for a week (with two of the days being of course exceedingly mild). This was followed by a gap of a week and a half where I thought, incorrectly, I was simply having minor lingering chest congestion. Then, the "main event" decided to make itself known like the big top circus coming to town. And good gods it came in like gangbusters!

Currently, I'm still fighting that war. For nearly two weeks I've been laid up at home, with nary the energy to do anything except wallow in abject misery whilst my body decided to remind me unceasingly that COVID is basically the worst flu ever. Coughing, sputtering, hacking up my lungs, the works.

Thanks to this, I've been particularly antisocial and indeed rather quiet. Hopefully I'm on the mend for real this time. With month-long wait-times for official testing to know things like what variant, and a drought on home test kits, I'm likely to never know which of the multiple variants I've waded my way through, and, in all truth, as long as I survive it, I care not one whit which it might be.

To those whom I speak with, regularly or irregularly, please let me apologize for my protracted silence. It is by no means any indication of anyone else's behavior or indeed anything else, merely me being too ill to desire significant contact. Hopefully this will be rectified soon.

With much love to all of you, my friends one and all,

The somewhat still-ill vixen of nine (still fluffy!) tails,

Mika

No spoilers here, just want to say to all and sundry that good GODS was the movie amazing. This is clearly the first part of a two or three part epic, and yes, it lives up to that term: EPIC. Excellent in pretty much every aspect, I found nothing that made me complain or gripe about it. The acting on all parts was stellar, the casting amazing. The special effects were well-done without seeming tacky or over the top. Amazing costuming that lent a distinct feel to each and every group without again seeming forced or over the top. Excellent use of language at all points, including a form of sign language. The cultural hat-tips were where they should be for the setting and its' background. Overall, I'd consider this one a must-see, and I can barely wait to see the next part.