After the arrival of the new siamese- I was pretty tired so I went to bed earlier than usual. I can’t sleep in the front room with Mike anymore. He is using a new mattress that helps with the decubitis problem and the pump is noisy and I can’t sleep. I went into the bedroom to sleep and fell out immediately.
I woke up to Brandy barking just once. Now, she never barks when she is in the house- EVER in the truck that is a different story. I get out of bed and there is pounding on my front door. I open it a crack to see two cars with their lights on and engines running. Two women are standing at my door. I hear “I want my cat back!”
I say, “Excuse me?”
“I want my cat back! My son brought you a cat today and I want him back!”
There were no manners present- not a please may I have my cat back- nothing but anger.
I shut the door, got decent and opened it again and invited them inside. (It was freezing outside).
I asked the woman why the cat wasn’t neutered yet? I told her that based on my observations of him, he had a UTI and he needed to go to the vet and confirm this and get on the proper medication or he could die. I don’t believe she took kindly to my lecture- but I didn’t take kindly to her attitude.
I went and fetched the cat and gave him back to her. I have to hope that after she calms down, she will neuter him and get him vet-checked for a UTI- beyond that it is out of my hands. But it was an odd way to be woke up out of a dead sleep. If Brandi hadn’t of barked, they might still be out there knocking their knuckles off-
This scares me. Do you even know these people at all? Can you find out where they live or somehow remain connected in order to keep an eye on him? Unfortunately you really didn’t have a choice but to return him to them but somebody who is really angry like that tends to express it inappropriately to all living beings. And, why would the son give away his mother’s cat? Really fishy story going on.
I feel sorry for this Siamese boy. He may be in for a very hard time. At least with you, he would have a chance to get well and be re homed into a loving family
It is hard to think clearly when woken out of a sound sleep, but we hope you at least thought to get a name, or check some id. (not that we likely would have)
Purrrrrrring that the poor boy gets a little care and a good home at some point.
By the by, TWO cars? Seems kind of weird.
The whole thing is just bizarre. But they did come with the same cat carrier the cat arrived in- that at least I recognized. It taught me a good lesson to always have the owner sign a release form before turning over the cat to me. I have been rescuing on the fly for so long and doing things only by the seat of my pants. Now that I am non-profit, I have to do things right or not at all. It was a learning experience to be sure-