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That's terrible. So they broke into the hotel room? How many of your cats were in there? I'm so glad none of them escaped. That's great that all your ferals survived though, we were worried.
That's what my partner said. If we'd had Pit Bulls in the room we'd still have our stuff. Even so, I think I'd rather have no stuff and my cats.You gotta train those cats to jump the burglars. I am sorry to hear about the burglary and the stress it is causing your little girl. Karma will come around for the burglars. I am glad your cats and their new houses faired well. We were rooting for you and the cats.
Glad you are ok !! However that is truely nasty what happened ! you and your family were going through enough let alone this happening ! Things can be replaced however your little girl has now had to learn early than I suspect you wanted that some people are not very nice . And poor cat ! Thank god thirteen just sat there . XI'm happy to report that my ferals came through Irma unscathed, as did their newly built shelters. I'm back on a regular feeding schedule and everything looks really good.
I'm sorry it's taken me so long to update, but Irma did a number on my family. I actually thought that because I live downtown where most of the lines are underground that we would fare quite well and that our lights would be back on shortly. They've never been off for more than a few hours since we bought the condo back in 2004. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. When we were given an estimate of five days I started looking for a hotel room. The only place I could find one was not the sort of place I would normally seek accommodations but they had power and vacancy and I considered myself lucky to get it because absolutely everything in Orlando and the surrounding area had been sold out.
That first night, after we got the cats situated in the room, my partner, daughter and I left to go walk around downtown to check out the storm damage. When we got back, our door was standing open and one of my cats was sitting in the hallway! Someone came into our room while we were gone and took my wallet, my phone and both our laptops. They also took my daughter's backpack, along with the key fob for my car. My wallet had my driver's license in it, my debit and credit cards, and my social security card.
Naturally, there were no cameras in the hallways.
We stayed there until Friday when our lights came back on but you can't imagine how glad we were to get out of there.
Normally, I'm able to give these kinds of things up to the universe and just believe that the person who took whatever from me needed it more than I do. The difference here though is that the event absolutely terrified my six-year-old daughter. The hurricane didn't phase her but the idea of people coming into our room and taking things has spawned nightmares and a whole lot of insecurity. That really REALLY irritates me. She can't seem to get over it so she's going to start counseling next week.
I think of myself as a nice, even-tempered guy. But when people mess with my family all bets are off. What if Thirteen, my cat that was in the hallway, had run off?? Each time I think of it I get madder and madder.
Anyway, I'm assuming that all members who were in the path of Irma are present and accounted for?
I agree wholeheartedly. I love what Anne Frank said: "In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart."At the end of the day, I still believe that the vast majority of humans are decent, honest people who just want to live as happily and peacefully as possible; people willing to help each other out of a crisis.
That explanation sounds exactly like what my parents would have told me at that age, and it's very similar to what we told our daughter. What a great kid you must have been to have wanted to help people like that!My home was burgled when I was about her age. They took my purse with the pocket money I had been saving in it. Only about 80 pence, but I was devastated. My dad explained that some people don't do well at school and so can't get a good job and that is why they have to steal from others. A very simplified explanation, but it struck a chord with me. I remember thinking then that I should be a teacher when I grew up, so I could help people get a better education so they wouldn't have to steal.
Thirteen was just lying in the hallway by the open door, lounging lazily. When we showed up she had this look on her face like, "Do you realize, human, what I've had to deal with in your absence???"Good boys for staying there and not running off. My two cats would have been long gone...