*Megan* Winner Takes Cat
I have unexpectedly come into a bit of totally unnecessary drama, and it's pissing me off. It's been pissing me off for about 7 hours now, with no signs of stopping.
Mojo went missing in late April (the 24th, I think) and until today I had no news. I put up flyers, alerted my neighbors and neighborhood friends, filled out the Humane Society paperwork and duly drove way the fuck out to 90th and Fort to do the 'lost pet' walk every three days. I even went yesterday. Nothing.
I have read thousands of 'found animals' descriptions and possibly more 'deceased animals' descriptions. No one turned him in, no one called to say they'd seen or taken in a cat with his description. For over a month. Nothing.
Today I got a message on my voicemail from the Humane Society saying they'd scanned a cat's microchip and it had linked to my information. I should be rejoicing and filling his waterbowl, but no, the rest of the message fucked that up. Apparently they had somebody already claim him, and called to see if I gave him away.
Now let me ask you, why, the fuck would someone who gave their cat away have filled out a 'lost cat' form and spent so much time being led from depressing kennel to depressing kennel?
And better yet, this all begs the question: do they still have my cat? Or did they give him out to whoever was trying to claim him? And who the hell is trying to claim my cat?! (Ok, so maybe that was several questions.)
I tried to get ahold of them today, but they were already closed to outsiders by the time I got the message. I say closed to outsiders because there were totally people still there, and my years of dealing with Marriott's automated phone routers paid off by getting me through to a grumpy operator who answered none of my (two!) questions and then hung up on me when trying to put me on hold.
I was all set to be there at 8am Monday morning, too, but I've just checked and they won't even open until noon tomorrow. Noon! What kind of self-respecting business opens that late on a weekday!
Ugh. See, I told you it was pissing me off.
I suppose I'll update tomorrow afternoon once I know what the verdict is. If Mojo is still there, I wonder if he'll recognize me.
Mojo went missing in late April (the 24th, I think) and until today I had no news. I put up flyers, alerted my neighbors and neighborhood friends, filled out the Humane Society paperwork and duly drove way the fuck out to 90th and Fort to do the 'lost pet' walk every three days. I even went yesterday. Nothing.
I have read thousands of 'found animals' descriptions and possibly more 'deceased animals' descriptions. No one turned him in, no one called to say they'd seen or taken in a cat with his description. For over a month. Nothing.
Today I got a message on my voicemail from the Humane Society saying they'd scanned a cat's microchip and it had linked to my information. I should be rejoicing and filling his waterbowl, but no, the rest of the message fucked that up. Apparently they had somebody already claim him, and called to see if I gave him away.
Now let me ask you, why, the fuck would someone who gave their cat away have filled out a 'lost cat' form and spent so much time being led from depressing kennel to depressing kennel?
And better yet, this all begs the question: do they still have my cat? Or did they give him out to whoever was trying to claim him? And who the hell is trying to claim my cat?! (Ok, so maybe that was several questions.)
I tried to get ahold of them today, but they were already closed to outsiders by the time I got the message. I say closed to outsiders because there were totally people still there, and my years of dealing with Marriott's automated phone routers paid off by getting me through to a grumpy operator who answered none of my (two!) questions and then hung up on me when trying to put me on hold.
I was all set to be there at 8am Monday morning, too, but I've just checked and they won't even open until noon tomorrow. Noon! What kind of self-respecting business opens that late on a weekday!
Ugh. See, I told you it was pissing me off.
I suppose I'll update tomorrow afternoon once I know what the verdict is. If Mojo is still there, I wonder if he'll recognize me.