In Chennai near the airport that will take her to Stanford...

The mightiest tempest roaring through me. I can only go to sleep because all of you are there tucking me in and telling me I need to. I can only wake up and part the blanket of black fog that settles on my blanket, pillow and heart because you all pull me out of bed and tell me to stay strong. I am not shouting at my self to keep going. I am shouting in a billowing chorus. I feel you all and thanks isn't even applicable you are pioneering something that garners something new beyond even thanks. Yesterday I was vomiting, today I was healing her with my hands and my voice and song. I am a person of powers and invincibility forcefields and luck and I am pulling it down on her like a lightning rod. You are amplifying it like an arena rock soundsystem. I've kept her alive this far and we're going to bring her back to you. Last night we moved her from Pondicherry to Chennai. She did great. This is all so intense and surreal, especially when the ambulance brutally murdered the cutest dog. It was crushed into the grill in front of the passenger seat where I was sitting. I had some sort of flash back and was flung into screaming and crying but we got Hollis there. She is in exponentially greater care that immediately swung into action. The money and resources are pouring in. I feel that we are close. Lets get her to Stanford, please. I know everone is doing so much and using all of their might and powers but we need to step it up. Put it on the pirate cat, in the Guardian, on TV. Call famous people and find people or foundations to match funds. You can, I can, WE CAN!!!!!!!!!!!!! Love and Strength. Harrison