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Date Posted: 19:21:02 12/15/03 Mon
Author: LaneyLounge
Subject: The joys of pet ownership or A typical day at the Lounge household

Last Monday I was in the house decorating for Christmas and one of my girls left the front door open and my dog, Foxy, escaped. By the time I realized it, she was long gone. Cruised around for over an hour calling for Foxy, to no avail. Next day spent hours posting signs all over the place, again, to no avail. Next day it poured rain (a rare Vegas event) and washed all my signs away. Checked the newpaper this morning and someone had found a Shiba Inu last Monday, please call to identify. I call the number and a woman answers. Therein begins the interrogation. "What does dog look like? (brown and white... I have pictures of her w/ my daughters.) Is eat boy or girl? (girl) When she born? (11-12-02) Does she have microchip? (yes, but we never registered it.. the original owner did.) What's name eat was registered under? (hell if I know, I got it from a pet store and never knew the orig owner.) What's your name? (Lane) It's not your dog. That's not name eat's registered under. *click* The man tried calling and got the same thing. I call back "Look, lady, I just want to look at the dog. If it's not mine, I don't WANT it!" "Eat's not your dog. You not have right information." "Lady, if I have to, I'll call Metro and have them come over with me so I can just LOOK at the dog." "You call all cops you want. You no get dog. Eat's not your dog." *click* I tried calling again and was answered by screaming irate woman this time. "If this your dog, you know information about it." "I DO!" *click*
So I called Metro. Very nice officer (same one who showed up when we thought Delaney was lost) shows up. "Hey, I remember you. Someone called about your daughter once." Oops. Yea, I'm always losing a family member. This time, it happens to be my dog. I explain the whole story and ask if he'd escort me to the womans house. (After doing an online search, I'd gotten her address.) I pile the girls in the car and off we go. By the time we'd made it to her house, we'd picked up a whole caravan of cop cars. Four in total. They go to the door and knock. No answer. They then get her phone number and call. "This is Metro and we'd like to speak to you about the dog." Get this! The woman wants proof that she's talking to the police. He gives her his badge number, his supervisors name, the phone number to call downtown to verify that it's him outside her house. He calls back and says "We're outside of your house at 2121 Polerno Ave" *click* she hangs up on him. Further calls got no response at all. So the one cop pulls his car up onto the sidewalk so he can stand on the hood and look over her wall. Yep, there's my dog! He even reached over and took a picture of her w/ his digital camera and showed it to the other cops. Since she's no longer answering her phone, the cop calls his supervisor. Since I'd paid $400. for Foxy, it was now grand larceny and a felony if she refuses to turn over the dog. They'd have to get a search warrent, file charges against her, etc... Well by that time, she could take Foxy somewhere else and I'd never see her again. The neighbors even confirmed that this woman was loco. They said the husband is normal and works for Sprint. The cops tried calling Sprint but their corporate office was closed so they had no way of knowing his number. *sigh* They call their supervisor back and he said as long as they didn't forcibly enter her home and if they didn't break anything, they could go and get the dog. Well since she wasn't answering her door, no way to get in but over the fence. After almost TWO hours over there, the one cop said "Ya know, f*ck this." He snapped on some rubber gloves and proceeded to hop over her gate. He went and got Foxy out of a pen and handed her back over the fence to me. Upon his return back over the iron gate, he stepped on this metal adornment and *sproing* off it popped. He stepped on another part and *sproing, sproing*, iron pieces went flying out like scrapnel. Rut roh. We then hot foot it back to his car and he suggests we go down the street and I can fill out the paperwork (minus the sproing, sproing part).
Long story short (too late for that) we've got Foxy back home... unless she runs off again.

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[> The saga with psycho woman continues -- LaneyLounge, 22:18:42 12/15/03 Mon [1]

... and to clarify, I mean the other psycho woman, not me.

Phone rings tonight. "Hello" "Who am I speaking with?" "Who am *I* speaking with?" "Well this is about your dog."

Hmmmm, of course since Foxy is sitting right beside me, my ears perk up. I'm thinking that it's hot-headed Italian chicky who STOLE my dog, but it wasn't. Apparently it was a woman who works with Psylvana. She proceeds to tell me that she know who has my dog. I told her that I had gotten Foxy back and she then tells me the whole story about Morticia and how her spoiled rotten daughter had become attached to Foxy and she was now going to keep her. Because, and get this part, she claimed that the people who were calling her couldn't even describe Foxy's coloring. PuhLEASE! I even told the lady Foxy's birthday!
The co-worker who called me had seen one of my signs and was pleading with Rosetta to give her back to me, to which Rosie said "It's not their dog."
About 20 mins ago, I got a call from Mirabella saying "You took zings from my back yard!! You stole zings from me!!" I told her I wasn't even IN her back yard and the only thing "stolen" was my flippin' dog! I told her to call the cops and hung up on her in the middle of her tirade.
Just got off the phone with Metro and they wanted to know why I was harrassing this woman. *sigh* I went into the entire story including her hanging up on the officers today, the report filed, etc...
The poor dispatch lady seemed to catch on fairly quickly and said she would have a talk with her. Hopefully, this will be the last I hear from her.

Unfortunately, she knows my last name due to caller ID, and she works at the school that my kid's attend. I'm hoping she doesn't take this out on my babes.


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[> Wow! What an oddball... -- Rose, 23:23:24 12/15/03 Mon [1]

Glad to hear you've got your dog back.
Hope she leaves y'all alone!


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[> LOLOLOL -- Injestus, 01:08:07 12/16/03 Tue [1]

Sorry, I know it is really a bit tragic, but...

LOL!

I'll geet you my precious, and your leetle dog, too!

Too funny. Well told.

;-)


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[> [> Thanks, you two -- LLounge, 01:52:26 12/16/03 Tue [1]

No tragedy here as I thought the whole ordeal very laughable! Some people, huh?
And get this! Crazy lady took Foxy last week to get her shots AND she called to have her named as the registered owner w/ the microchip company telling them she had just "adopted" the dog. I guess that's what they call it in Italy.

Could have been worse, I suspect. Foxy could have gotten her head stuck in a fence. :-)


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[> Re: The joys of pet ownership or A typical day at the Lounge household -- eeyore, 11:28:33 12/16/03 Tue [1]

Oy! What a story! Can't believe the crazy bitch was gonna kepp your dog! I love my doggies like crazy, so if ya need any backup out there, tell her yer getting the Joisey contingent after her ass... and tell her, yeah, we really ARE all like the Sopranos!


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[> [> Zoinks, Carmela! -- LaneyLounge, 04:48:47 12/17/03 Wed [1]

Hmmm... it's all starting to make sense now. Eeyore = My Favorite Ass = The Acronym... MFA.

Slip a couple of vowels in there, and Yikes, Zoinks, Holy Flippin' Chit! How could I have BEEN so blind?!

(((Mary))) You're too cute, chicky. No worries about having to whack anyone. I'll keep it all low key and just break a few bones. ;-)

BTW, my friend Gaetano LaMarca wanted me to tell ya this. "Ya made me laugh, kid."


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[> [> [> Fuggedaboudit!! -- eeyore, 14:44:20 12/17/03 Wed [1]

LOL!!!!


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[> Oye Laney!! -- Jo, 08:48:03 12/17/03 Wed [1]

This type of thing only seems to happen to you LOL...

Glad Foxy's back safe and sound!! :).. man that lady was bizarre to say the least!!!!!

(((((((laneykins)))))))))))

hugggggggs 'n smoooooochies

luv ya


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[> [> Re: Oye Laney!! -- LaneyLounge, 23:41:57 12/17/03 Wed [1]

I know what you mean, Josie. Unusual things do seem to happen quite a lot around the Lounge household.
And yes, Bizarro was one nutty woman. She actually took Foxy to her vet last week and got her (re)vaccinated AND she called the microchip company and had her listed as Foxy's owner. But she was planning on giving her back to the rightful owners all along.
Yea, right!


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[> [> [> lol -- Jo, 23:44:50 12/17/03 Wed [1]

How loopy!!

LOL

:)


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