[msklaas]

I was leaving Arkansas for Oregon in September 2007 after my house burned down so that I could be closer to my son and grandchildren.

I contacted several friends that I knew trying to find a home for Buddy, my rat terrier, because I could only have two pets in my senior apartment.

A close friend told me of a lady that had a rescue club in Marshall and she came to visit me and played with Buddy to see what kind of pet he was.

She called me a few weeks later telling me she had found a perfect home for him and would I like to meet the lady. I told her "yes" and we met and she signed a contract with me that she'd contact me if she could NOT keep him.

Buddy was a stray that had been left on the side of the road and turned over to the Little Rock, AR, shelter and had less than 24 hours to live when I found him on the internet. Some horrid person had rescued the other 4 dogs that had been found with Buddy, his brothers and sisters, but had left him to die. I was furious. That was in 2000.

Anyway, I kept in contact with Pat J. that had adopted Buddy. This past Saturday night I had a horrid nightmare that Buddy had been given away or thrown out. Sooo, on Sunday, I called Pat J. in Marshall, AR, and she said it wasn't a nightmare, it was true. She had given him away. I asked for the name of the person and she said all she knew was his first name "Carl". I asked for a contact number, which she didn't have, and told her TO FIND ONE AND I'LL CALL BACK IN FIVE MINUTES.

Somehow she found a number and when I called back she gave it to me. I then called Carl S. who had Buddy. I told him I would send him a contract and that not to give him away AGAIN as he was traumatized enough because of the fire and me leaving him. He told me he would never give him away, etc. etc. He then told me that Pat J. had left Buddy beside the main Highway 14 (between Little Rock and Branson, Missouri) and somehow he had found his way back to her home. God works in mysterious ways.

I haven't slept since Sunday when I had called Pat J. because of the horrible feelings I have on how scared Buddy must have felt being dumped AGAIN.

I have Pat J.'s address from the contract please give me some words to use to this person when I write to her. I want to burn her. I've already contacted the lady that recommended her and she was flabercasted and said she'd make sure Pat J. did not adopt any more of her animals.

The reason she dumped Buddy is because he peed on her carpet. I later found out from Carl S. that Pat J. was gone up to 12 hours a day. What was Buddy supposed to do --- hold it until she decided to come home.

My heart is broken because of what I did not do. I made it plain in my contract that she was to call me if she could NOT keep him, but I guess a signature is nothing. My cell phone is AT&T and good all over the USA. When I got to Oregon I made sure to call Pat J. and give her my new phone number too, so there was no excuse.

Thanks for listening to my rambling. Please pray for Buddy and my chow, Bear. Bear was badly burned in the fire when he rescued me and he is still suffering from the burn on his nose. I've spent $1200 on this since the fire so I'm not a bad person, just someone who loves pets more than people. I also have a 14 year old black and white cat, called Cat-erwaul.