Do you have a “lost pet” protocol?
Question by Ruby: Do you have a “lost pet” protocol?
Have you ever lost a pet?
If so, how did you find him?
Have you ever found a pet?
Did you reunite him with his owner?
Story: My cat bolted out the door yesterday as I was loading the car. She is an indoor cat (and has a mild case of ‘kitten brain’ still) so she was gone in a flash.
After two hours of calling her name and asking all of the neighbors if they’d seen her, I walked into a further section of the neighborhood and noticed a couple standing outside. When I asked if they had seen a grey and white kitten, they took me to their apartment and there was my girl, collarless. I profusely thanked them, and then mentioned that she must have lost her collar. The man gave me a sort of dirty look, opened a drawer.. and gave me her collar back.
It disturbs me that they did not call my number on her tags and removed the collar from a healthy-looking, well-taken-care-of cat that randomly showed up on their lawn.
She is also microchipped but I have no idea how that would help in this situation.
Answer by Celine
My cat was lost for about 6 months. By that time I was convinced he was dead, since he was an outdoor cat. He was microchipped, but his collar slipped off and we hadn’t replaced it yet. One day I came home from school and I saw a carrier. I was so confused. I wondered if my dad had gotten us a new pet? Maybe for a surprise? I was getting excited and I ran upstairs. I saw a orange cat on my stairs. I called his name, “Tiger?!” It was definitely him! I ran into the den and he was sitting there. I called my dad. Supposedly a man took him in, thinking he was a stray, and didn’t take it to the vet (what a douche) And finally when my cat got into a fight with another one he took him to the vet and they scanned him for the chip. And my dad was called and they took him home.
I held Tiger and cried. It’s amazing when just when you are convinced you’ll never see the animal again (and cried about it) they come back.
Also when my mom was picking me up from a friend’s house she ringed the apartment door thing and told me to come down and help her because she had found a dog. The dog was big, strong, and friendly. I wondered if we could take him home. We did the right thing and dropped him off at the vet (took about 5 min to walk there) and they told us if they were going to put him up for adoption they would call us. We never got a phone call, so hopefully he’s with his owner.\
Edit: I can’t believe how similar our stories are. I’m so glad you got her back before they added her to the family (like in my case) and it was only two hours, which must have been a long two hours for you, but imagine the same situation for six months!
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