Meows, kitties! Something horrible happened yesterday (well Mom says it could have been much worse but I think it's horrible). A man broke into our apartment while Mom was away at class! We live alone with Mom, and she doesn't really know too many people here, so it came as a total shock when she got home and saw the living room window wide open! Her first thought was of me and Sindri. I was sitting in the computer chair but Sindri was nowhere to be found!
Mom looked for him everywhere and she just couldn't find him! So she ran outside and frantically screamed his name over and over (and I think she yelled NO NO NO NO NO) too. She was completely panicked and about to have a nervous breakdown. Sindri and I are her babies! She can't lose us! Especially not because some idiot broke in and decided to leave the window open!
So after a few minutes, Mom came back inside and decided to search the apartment for Sindri again. You see, he's a formerly feral kitty so he's horrified of any and all strangers and loud noises. Mom looked for him and thank Cat she found him under the bed. Then, after she realized both of her furbabies were OK, she looked around to see what was missing. The only thing gone was Mom's rainy day spare change jug. It had about 80 dollars in it that she was going to use to pay for the rescue fees for the two feral kittens we trapped last weekend. When Mom saw that nothing else was missing, she called the cops and they came right out... about 5 of them! And a detective! The detective said I am a very handsome Boo and that he has a kitty that looks a lot like me! He was shocked to find out I am almost 14 years old. He thinks I look much younger than that; what a compliment!
Anyway, Mom had suspicions that it was her neighbor who broke in, and it turns out she was right. He's in jail now because on top of this new burglary charge, he was already wanted for a probation violation. The thing is, Mom was trying to be nice to him because he just seemed like a nice guy who was down on his luck. He told Mom about all these medical conditions that he has. Or said he had. It turns out all that was a lie. He has a few things wrong with him, but nothing major (not the prostate cancer, renal failure, and severe back problems he told Mom he had). Mom even gave him ten dollars yesterday before she went to class. I guess that wasn't enough for him, MOL! And the day before yesterday, Mom drove to a nearby town, Brooklet, to pick him up from a doctor's appointment. She had done nothing but nice things for him and this is how he repays her... by stealing her money, and more importantly, jeopardizing mine and Sindri's lives. Mom didn't care about the money; it can be replaced but Sindri and I cannot.
Sindri had to endure so much lovin' from Mommy last night; it was ridiculous! She'd thought he was gone forever, but when he finally came out of hiding after Mom got back home from the police station, she held him and hugged him and kissed him forever! Me too, but not nearly as much as Sindri, thank goodness.
Anyway, the neighbor had Mom's coin jug in his apartment along with all the change that wasn't quarters (he'd cashed those in). So Mom got most of her money back and the detective said she would get the rest of it sometime.
And for the first time ever, Mom is so happy that Sindri is a formerly feral kitty who is terrified of strangers and loud noises. Why? Because she's certain that if he didn't have those fears, due to his extreme curiosity, he would've gone out the window (especially because the one that was broken into was the one where our window seat is).
Just wanted to share that story; it isn't every day that something like that happens (thank cat)! And to think that this scumbag actually petted me before. Grrrr. I should have bit him.