My Pet
July 28, 2016 at 4:25 p.m.
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Being a true pet parent you try everything within your power to protect your pet or pets from all kinds of danger, the evil elements lurking out there (whether it'd be another human being or another animal). When I thought it was safe, the unthinkable had happened. It was like my guard was let down after arriving home the morning of July 23.
As I got out of my car the most unsettling, gut-wrenching, sick feeling came over me. I didn't know what to do. I felt so alone, helpless. All kinds of things were going through my mind. They weren't good thoughts either. I knew something was wrong when my sweet "Laverne" (P.C.), my cat, never came to greet me like she always does. The following weeks I continued to call for her, looked everywhere I could think of, checked the veterinarian places and animal shelters, no LaVerne.
Never fails when I get a nice bunch of cats someone sees to it I don't get a chance to enjoy them. I get sick and tired of this. When I'd have a conversation with another person the first words to come out of their mouths were "maybe she was stolen." Even before this idea was brought to my attention I knew in my heart beings a body was never recovered. As my woman's intuition, I sensed it all along, totally convinced. That I was (where others weren't).
I'm not blind or dumb. A cat just doesn't vanish off the face off the earth unless it had help from more than one person. She fell victim to a total stranger who stole her, lured her out of her safety zone from the white house with green roof and big white garage with green roof. It had to be someone who travels and is familiar with North Orn Road. A crazy mean-spirited person who did this ungodly act as their way of getting back at me for a hurtful kind of revenge.
This wasn't just an animal, this was a loving, living, breathing creature that God created for me. It was my cat, not yours to begin with. Please bring Laverne back to 11915 N. Orn Road. It's been seven or more weeks now. I want a happy ending immediately.
Vicki S. Nyce
Milford[[In-content Ad]]
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Being a true pet parent you try everything within your power to protect your pet or pets from all kinds of danger, the evil elements lurking out there (whether it'd be another human being or another animal). When I thought it was safe, the unthinkable had happened. It was like my guard was let down after arriving home the morning of July 23.
As I got out of my car the most unsettling, gut-wrenching, sick feeling came over me. I didn't know what to do. I felt so alone, helpless. All kinds of things were going through my mind. They weren't good thoughts either. I knew something was wrong when my sweet "Laverne" (P.C.), my cat, never came to greet me like she always does. The following weeks I continued to call for her, looked everywhere I could think of, checked the veterinarian places and animal shelters, no LaVerne.
Never fails when I get a nice bunch of cats someone sees to it I don't get a chance to enjoy them. I get sick and tired of this. When I'd have a conversation with another person the first words to come out of their mouths were "maybe she was stolen." Even before this idea was brought to my attention I knew in my heart beings a body was never recovered. As my woman's intuition, I sensed it all along, totally convinced. That I was (where others weren't).
I'm not blind or dumb. A cat just doesn't vanish off the face off the earth unless it had help from more than one person. She fell victim to a total stranger who stole her, lured her out of her safety zone from the white house with green roof and big white garage with green roof. It had to be someone who travels and is familiar with North Orn Road. A crazy mean-spirited person who did this ungodly act as their way of getting back at me for a hurtful kind of revenge.
This wasn't just an animal, this was a loving, living, breathing creature that God created for me. It was my cat, not yours to begin with. Please bring Laverne back to 11915 N. Orn Road. It's been seven or more weeks now. I want a happy ending immediately.
Vicki S. Nyce
Milford[[In-content Ad]]
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