By Damien Knight
Yesterday we got to Kentucky. I learned my cat Ankh was hit by a car, my rabbit, butters, died and Spectre had been MIA since June. I bawled my eyes out.
Spectre was born in August 2014 and opened his eyes in my hands. To lose him was like I lost a child.
Today, I had the most roller coaster emotional thing happen. I found my Spectre. The thing is we found him in a city 2 hours away from where he was lost in a pet store adoption center.
I picked him up and noticed that he had all the exact markings of my lost cat. I called his name to him and he responded. The tears of relief that came, my cat is alive. So we adopted “St. Nick” as they called him and noticed his vet records and arrival records matched the time my cat disappeared. I may have still lost 2 pets but at least I have Spectre.