Courtesy Photo Pumpkin, the 14-year-old cat of the Burns family of Berwick, Maine, was stolen from the front yard of their Route 9 home by a passing motorist, according to a neighbor who witnessed the incident.
Courtesy Photo Pumpkin, the 14-year-old cat of the Burns family of Berwick, Maine, was stolen from the front yard of their Route 9 home by a passing motorist, according to a neighbor who witnessed the incident.
WTF? People!!!! >:(
Check the nearest Chinese restaurant.
Was she Chinese?
Cat burglar.
How sad!! I hope Pumpkin finds his way back home.
I am praying that Pumpkin is found safe and comes home soon to his loving family. This just makes me sick. He looks a lot like one of my cats and it would be devastated.
Hungry python.
Probably stolen by a demoncat. Probably registering Pumpkin to vote on the Dem ballot in November as we speak.....for change. Tax those evil rich lobster fisherman.
Did the perp look korean? Burp.
Ok Ok so that want’ real nice.
How about For a small finders fee I’ll return el gato?
Ok Ok so maybe that’s not too good either.
Speed bump?
It’s not fair! My cat is outside most of the time but when I wake up in the morning she’s still there. If I knew who grabbed this cat I’d give them my address.
Shoulda implanted a microchip ID...
More likely that Pumpkin will end up sold to a research facility for experiments.
Back in the 1990s, theft of pets sold to research facilities was quite the scandal that never reached proper hurricane proportions in reporting. It should have. There were gangs of pet thieves roaming the countryside stealing pets. Several of the scum were caught.
Dogfight bait or some other unwholesome activity I bet.
One of the many reasons my cats have been and always will be indoors only. Who knows Pumpkin’s fate? Animal testing? A Pit Bull’s chew toy? Animal sacrifice? Chinese food? I would be having nightmares if something like this happened to one of mine.
Diversity and all that.
I had a friend who did that once. Her cat got out and was gone about a day while she was driving all over town looking for him. She saw him sitting on someones porch and you know the rest. She discovered her mistake and took the cat back.
A couple of years ago on one of the hottest days of the summer I got a phone call that I had gotten the job I had interviewed for but my new boss wouldn't accept my yes decision until I met him and he took me out to the office (located in the boonies on an Army base).
So I had less than 30 minutes to change clothes, do hair and makeup and meet him. To save a few minutes I put my love-beyond-words Scruffy (Corgi dog) out on my fenced in with key locked patio. I KNOW that lock was locked!
I came downstairs less than 10 minutes later and went to get him. The patio gate was WIDE open! My heart stopped!! I started screaming his name. Ran down the sidewalk (I live in a condo complex) screaming his name. Quickly ran to a neighbor 2 doors down and pounded on her door telling her to come help me. I was SCREAMING his name at the top of my lungs!!! I was on the verge of hysteria.
Thank God a couple of minutes later one of the lawn crew pulled around the building with Scruffy in his truck and gave him to me.
I never realized until then that the keyed locks that the major hardware stores sell can have a dual key. I started crying, locked Scruffy inside and went to see my new job location and officially accept the job.
On the way home I stopped and got a COMBINATION lock and put that on the gate along with the keyed one and both of them are still there.
I don't know if the grass crew had ulterior motives for taking him (medical labs buy dogs from sellers in my area or even worse had taken him as pit bull fodder). All I know is that I still have my Scruffy.
This dog means more to me than life. He IS my second child and when we have tornado weather here and I'm stuck at work I get frantic. I don't let Scruffy out for more than a few minutes at a time and check on him every few seconds when he is out there. When I put him on his leash I triple check to make sure the clasp is closed.
My Mom has told me that she hopes she isn't still alive when Scruffy dies cause I will be devastated. I've already decided that due to my age (51) he will be the last pet I will have as I don't have any close family or friends strong enough to walk him. (I once had a 120 male Rott that wasn't as strong as Scruffy when he digs his short legs into the ground.)
I've had a lot of hard times in my life but have also been blessed but this remains one of the worst things I've ever experienced. God help the person who should ever harm Scrufy......
What a despicable thing to do. That’s just mean.
What, she couldn’t go to a shelter or find some kids with a box of kittens outside a store, begging someone to take one? She had to steal a cat out of someone’s yard? I wonder if this was somebody who knew Pumpkin’s humans and has a grudge against them and did it for spite.