The Home for Lost Pets was founded in 2018 with a unique leadership idea and with the fortune of having a physical clubhouse in which we could host dinner parties, movie nights, gaming, and play parties. What made this clubhouse really unique was that the entire first floor was set up as a fetish dungeon, the second floor had a hanging bondage table, and the third floor had a permanent ball pit.

The house became known as HLP Headquarters, or HLP HQ for short. Over the years, members and guests have visited from all across the country, and we even hosted a few international visitors. The walls of the second floor have the town names for every visitor who has ever set a paw on the property. There's even a guestbook for everyone to sign during their first visit, and any other time they stop over.

I bought the house in 2006, and for a while I was successfully running a business from the first floor office. But in November 2018, a broken pipe on the 2nd floor flooded and destroyed the 2nd floor, 1st floor, and the basement, leaving only the 3rd floor habitable for several months. That flood also brought an abrupt end to my business and left my 1st floor gutted. I suppose a normal person would be pissed off that they were left with an unusable floor in their home, but not me. I took the opportunity to set up a sex dungeon for HLP.

Five years ago I had the hope that HLP be large enough and financially able to buy or rent the house from me so I could move to France to be with my husband, but the pandemic changed all that. Right up until the beginning of August 2023, I still planned on turning the house over to HLP somehow.

But all that has change. Overnight.

For the last 10 months my mother has been complaining to her doctor about frequent head/neck pains, dizziness, and nausea. At first, she was only experiencing these once in a while, but now she is dealing with them at least once a day. In early August she was diagnosed with three brain tumors. They are non-cancerous, but also non-operative. There are other treatments that we hope to pursue.

The potential treatments are supposed to stop the tumors from growing, but there's no guarantee that her symptoms will subside after treatment. If they do, it might take up to two years for the pain and dizziness to fully fade.

My mom can't drive any more, and she's been ordered to avoid steps unless someone acts as a spotter behind her because any sudden onset of dizziness could send her tumbling down to her death. Unfortunately, my mother's house is 2 floors.

At this point, my sister and I have worked out plans to help her, but that help comes at a huge cost for me... and HLP.

I have decided to give up my house and move back in with my mother. Her symptoms are getting worse every week, so my plans are to make a fast move.

To that end, I regret that I have to announce the imminent end to HLP HQ. I am hoping to squeeze two more months of lemonade out of the unexpected life lemons thrown at me. Maybe we can even host some additional random HLP HQ events to make some lasting memories.

We were not planning on having an HLP Party in September, but now we've planned one for September 16th, and the Scary Fucking Halloween Party for October 28th.

Unless something magical happens, HLP HQ will be gone soon. If you've never come to an event, and never signed the HQ guestbook, then now is the time to stop making excuses and clear your schedule.

I will be posting more details about upcoming events and activity opportunities at HQ in the next few days.

Reach out if you have any questions. All of this is upsetting for me, but I'm okay to talk about it.