I THOUGHT I had seen and heard the last of this whackjob lady. Until today that is.

I hear a pounding on my downstairs door. I open the door and it's two boys, ages 8 and 10. "We want our cat back, we miss John Doe!!" I told them I did NOT have their cat. The said they SAW it in my front window on the cat tree. Literally impossible. I tried to explain to the kids what transpired, and that the fire department suggested I take both the cat and dog to the Humane Society because the house was being totally boarded up and uninhabitable.

The words that came out of the 8 year olds mouth would've made your hair curl!!!! "Look 6itch, we want our cat back!! We don't care about the dog!!" They walked away yelling obscentities at me that I can't even PRINT here!!

Well, I took everyone here's advice and drove down to the PD and filed a formal complaint. I explained the whole story to the police officer. I gave them their address and he said he was going to go talk to them and tell them to keep their distance from me. I told the officer that I don't scare easily but I want it on record just in case something happens to me, my car or anything else.

I HOPE it'll be the last I see or hear from them. Yes, I feel TERRIBLE for what happened to their cat. But I did what was in the dog and cat's best interest. I was only trying to help two animals who were being neglected. I didn't do anything wrong!