Oh No...not Again?!, Now Lillyput is missing! Options

[ladywolf]

Hi Old Friends and New--

I would not have believed this possible--that I would be posting again in this section so soon after my last posting here--but now the "better half" of Lilly and Willy is missing, and it's the same situation that occurred to cause my beloved Leopold to take flight a bit over a year ago! She has been gone for five days now, and I do not have good feelings about it, based on the fact that Leopold, also a Bengal cat, never did return home…

A new neighbor moved in with two dogs that chase cats. She has been having trouble managing these dogs, in that they refuse to stay in the fenced yard that is available to them—so she has tied them up in the tiny front yard that we share. When last seen, Lilly was being rushed and growled and barked at by two hungry dogs at the literal ends of their ropes, and she turned and high-tailed it outta here in a hurry. The dogs are still in the front yard, despite my protests, and Lilly is still gone. If she did have the courage to return, she would be confronted by these two mongrels that are still there; thus, she would be frightened all over again. Their owner is not flexible about this, and I don’t know what to do…

All I know for sure is that my beloved Lillyput is gone, I am grieving, and poor Willy is grieving even more than I am. They are littermates, so were born and raised together and have never been apart. This is just so DAMNED SAD I can hardly stand it.

Couple that with the fact that I am waiting right this very moment for the world’s worst manager to come and fire me from my part-time job, and you have one very sad Margi/Ladywolf. (My job-sharer friend Joan was axed yesterday, so surely my head is going to roll today too…[later…it did]) These situations have caused my old ulcer to flare up, and I am basically a mess!

Yes, I have put up posters, and gone around the neighborhood calling and searching, and called animal control, and all the regular stuff one does in this kind of situation—but to no avail. Because of someone else’s dogs, my heart gets to be broken all over again. God DAMN it!

Thanks for listening to all of this. Old friends, I have missed you—new friends, I have yet to meet you, but look forward to it. I just can’t be here very often anymore—there is too much pain floating around here for me to take, and I am sorry for that. But I have to take care of myself too…

Big Hugs from Margi/Ladywolf