I went to the pound after work. I looked at all the cats in cages, then i went and got a number so I could ask two question. One; is that all the cats, two;they have a list of the dead cats they pick up every day, by color and location, where was it?So, they told me only one dead cat had been picked up today, a black and white one. I felt a little better.Then they told me they have a feral cat room and told me to go back to the cat room and a worker would let me in the feral cat room.i waited like 20 to 30 minutes in that room. All the cats desperately meowing and begging me to save them. By the time the guy got there I was practically hysterical. I carefully looked at the cats. I knew I was very stressed and I didn't want to make a mistake. There were two cats that looked very much like her. Then I could escape from that place. But i will have to go back tomorrow and repeat the process.
Then I went home and after a while I got into my car and drove around the surrounding streets looking for her. Then I asked the people next door if their dog had got her. They said no.
I have sent her pictures to Walgreen's and I will make posters. I also have to put in a lost add.
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The other plumbing place came by while I was still at work. They left the estimate in the mail box. $2000.00! They same stuff as Anthony. Penny told me they had a rep. We will be going with Anthony. Jackie then tells me that Don is afraid that the pipes in the house won't be able to take the pressure of the new water flow, so yes, he is talking about doing the inside of the house as well.At any other times I would be ashamed and jumping for joy. To be able to take a shower instead of washing out of a bucket in the laundry room like I have for the last three years. . .But I really don't care right now. I just want Goosie back.
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