Are pets considered property?
I provide my kitty food, water, a clean litter box, heat, security, love, and cat toys. If anything would happen to my beloved kitty, I would be truly upset. My cat is family.
But the law has a different view about pets, and that is determined by what state, county, and city where the owner’s residence is located at.
I recently read about an incident involving a rescue group who was contacted about a missing cat that escaped from their foster home over a year ago. The information on the chip stated the cat belonged to the rescue, and a veterinarian’s employee contacted them. But, the veterinarian believed the animal was property to the person who paid the bill and refused to provide the rescue with any information about the founder and the animal. The rescue wanted the founder to fill out adoption papers to update the chip’s information.
From my understanding, the microchip’s purpose is to reunite the pet with its rightful owner.
This incident has me worried about my kitty who has a microchip implant. If my kitty somehow escaped from my house and got lost. A veterinarian can decide a person who found my kitty, provide better care than with me?
Those it is unlikely that would happen.
Most veterinarians have procedures for found pets. (If you’re unsure if a veterinarian has such a protocol just ask.)
An animal is found with a microchip, the owner must have time to decide whether they want the animal or relinquish ownership.
The incident with the veterinarian has me concerned about the laws and the procedures to reunite owners with their pets. I hope this is a onetime incident and not an everyday occurrence in the veterinarian world.
I had a migraine all day, so no writing for the second day. Here’s another photo of Golden shadow.
Yesterday, I was doing my grocery shopping. When a twelve-year-old boy called me weird as a grown man smiled, that was with him. The second man just kept pushing the cart.
I walked and moved differently because of the Rheumatoid Arthritis that affects my joints. I am still human!
This wasn’t the first time that a child made rude comments, but it was the first time made in front of adults. Those two adults taught that boy it is okay to bully somebody. That’s wrong!
Some Parents are not teaching children to respect others in the home.
Respect keeps our society sane. If future generations lose respect, then their future society will be filled with chaos.
It is time to teach respect.
Today, I reached my goal of 4000 words on my short story. I’m not done yet, for I’m still writing the first section. So far, the story is coming together.
A supporting character took an intriguing turn in her development causing conflict with the main character. It looks interesting. I’m looking forward to completing the story.
This past weekend, I started reading a new romance novel, and the story grabbed me right away. On Saturday, I read 32 pages and on Sunday; I read two more chapters. (Tonight, I’m planning on reading a chapter, before bed.)
Also, I did some editing on a story and book review. Then, I watched the last quarter of the Super Bowl, that’s the only time I watch football. Supergirl’s episode was a repeat, and there was nothing else on tv.
That was my weekend.
I sighed, the reminders are telling me Valentine’s Day is coming. The biggest sign is The Hallmark Channel’s countdown by showing romance movies with a Valentine’s theme.
Let the joy begin! Not!
Is Valentine’s Day an actual holiday? A product of our culture to sell cards, jewelry, flowers, and candy? The advertisers start their campaign as soon as Christmas is over. This year right after Christmas, retail stores made room for Valentine’s merchandise. I moaned. The closer February 14 comes, there’s an increase of love songs on the radio. Then everyone is discussing their plans for love day. They ask me, what I am doing. I am like… well, staying home with my cat and watching an action-pack movie where everything blows up. No one asked me anymore.
I have a love/dislike for Valentines started in grade school. It didn’t take me long to figure out my ranking on the popularity scale.
Even as a child, I dreaded this day with cutout pink hearts and cupids with red arrows plastered on classroom walls. Art class, I sat at my desk decorating a small paper bag with hearts and other Valentine theme to prepare for the party.
A small decorated paper bag hung on the wall or at my desk in hopes of cards delivered by my classmates.
I hoped my popularity would improve each year. False hope was never my friend, and I learned it was better to live in reality.
As I got older false hope faded.
I remembered, secretly desire a cold because I didn’t want to attend the classroom party. It didn’t happen.
Sometimes, a teacher mandated everyone would receive a card. One classmate discovered a loophole. She delivered the first round and proceeded by handing out two more rounds for her friends. Her friends did the same.
She counted her cards out loud for everyone to hear. They bragged about how many cards they received. The wisdom of youth.
I am thankful my parents made Valentines’ day special for me. I’m not sure, if they understood what I went through at school. If they sensed, it wasn’t easy for me.
The lesson I learned you can’t force people to like you or buy love. It must come willingly from another person. The second lesson it is okay to be by yourself.
Not to be in a wrong relationship will create more invisible scars on my tender heart because it only hurts me.
The most important lesson I learned to be surrounded by people that love me.
So, I’ll spend Valentines with the people I loved.