The question was raised. Alex came to me this morning wondering, Aw Mom Mom, why can’t we get a dog?” The only response I could come up was because of Vinnie.
Vinnie was a cat my son and daughter-in-law forced on me a few years back. A full tuxedo cat, beautiful. I didn’t want a cat but I fell in love.
First let me say I live in a small town one that only has one vet. A vet that I could never go back because of PDST (post dramatic stress thinking).
See I had Vinnie microchipped when I first got him. When we were at the vet’s office for that first visit I racked up a bill over $300 for all the things They suggested he should get. The chip was one of them. About a year later Vinnie was gone.
While I was on vacation the person I left him in care let him out. I don’t think I’ll ever get the full story on that one. Just working out the therapy!
Anyway, I worried myself to death about that cat. For about two weeks I checked the shelters, visited with all the neighbors within a mile radius, did posters and cried, cried, cried. Until one night while dreaming about Vinnie I remembered I had him microchipped. I shot straight up in bed and got so excited. I couldn’t wait to call the vet in the morning.
When I did I explained the situation and reminded them he was chipped. The girl on the other end of the line asked me my name and told me to hold on. I’m thinking their looking up my baby but no, she gets back on the line saying something like this, “Let me see, you think I can see Vinnie like on GPS trekking down Cherry Road?” Of course I said I did. The phone went silent then I realized I was on speaker phone because I could hear them all snickering. I was so distraught I was not even upset that I had made a full fool of myself. First by getting the shot without understanding what it meant. I mean he was a beautiful cat. If anybody found him they would keep him.
I wondered about him for months until I saw him at my next door back field neighbor’s house. I hope she knows I’m canceling her reward (from me) in heaven.
Sorry Alex, I’m still not over it!!!
they steal our hearts! We are getting a new addition tomorrow, and are concerned about how the two we have will handle it. We might be taking this pet thing too seriously. I’ll write more about it on my Friday to-do list posting. 🙂
How was your homecoming for Tigger. I’m sure there was a bunch of excitement at your house.
Shame on the neighbors for not having the cat checked for a chip before taking him in as a stray! I’m sorry. The only comfort in this situation would be that it appears he has a good home, I guess. Unless you wanted to challenge the chip and bring him home! 😉
When I saw him he looked happy and there were small children in the home. Although I was heartbroken it would have been harder for them.
I figured that might be the case 😉
I can’t promise if he had wandered back, the story would have ended that way. All things work for the good.
All things work for the good.
I can feel for you. I had a gorgeous dog that “friends” were supposed to watch; they packed up and left town. No phones, no job, nothing. I recently found out that they’re back, but I’m not bothering. I’m too scared to know what became of my baby. Anyway, thanks for sharing; I enjoy your writing style!
Thank you Simply Knots. I’m sorry about your dog also. I don’t think people realize that a pet becomes your family. Or maybe they do, so much so they moved away?
I think it was more complicated but who knows? Pets are such a hard love to give up sometimes!