I imagine that a parent’s worst feeling would be to lose his or her child.
That was my fear when my parents helped me move. On the day after Super Bowl XLV, I couldn’t wait to get to my old home from my work commute, but when I arrived, my mom informed me that Annie ran away when she & my dad tried to disarm my alarm. Needless to say, I freaked out & dug through a box full of my tenis to run around my neighborhood in search of my cat. Since she found me just over a year ago as an abandoned kitten, I refused to risk her getting hurt out in the wild again.
Here are the measures that I took:
*I called Banfield, the Pet Hospital, to report her missing & put her on lost pet alert to scan her microchip
*I asked every single neighbor who I approached
*I turned on my flashlight in every bush, underneath every car, & all over the open spaces.
An added bonus was that a gang of neighborhood boys, ranging from 2nd to 7th grade, helped me look for Annie, but they kept saying that they found her when any random kitty passed by or would chase them away. Whenever they went off on their own to play, I continued searching for her on my way own & literally bumped into my dad as I turned the street corner. My 2hr Annie hunt reached a close as she happened to be hiding in a box, much to my relief! Plus, it turns out that my neighbors’ kids weren’t just joining my mission from the goodness of their ♥s, but also from my mom’s money offer if any of them found Annie!
On a bright note, my Lolo Tico (my maternal granddad) would’ve turned 102 today, & Super Bowl Sun (2/6/11) also happened to be be The Great Communicator, President Ronald Reagan’s 100th Birthday, so here are bits & pcs of his speeches as our Commander-in-Chief + others who spoke @ his memorial: Ronald Reagan Tribute
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