Sunday I picked up the phone to call my bestfriend...who ironically was calling me at the same time. She lives in London, Ontario. We were both watching the same program it seems....the found but unreunited pets...victims of the Katrina disaster. I watched as a man who had lost everything drove 10 hours to pick up his cat and cried as he cried while holding this beautiful cat who was not too impressed with all the attention. Felines.... These were true victims (other than the children and elderly and infirmed) who COULD NOT get out of the Katrina's way. (Granted there were those not in these already mentioned categories who for economical reasons...ie no money for transportation, who also were not able to get out of the area before Katrina hit). But I want to talk about these pets...who did not understand why they were left behind...much less the name of the hurricane that turned their world (some literally) upside down. Unable to forage for food and clean water...alone...afraid. My heart just breaks.
Hopefully most of these lost ones will be reunited with their loving owners/caregivers. Those who are unable to, hopefully will go to loving homes.
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