No, Fuck You.
So, after telling me to fuck off
You mess with the bull, you get the horns. An old saying, but I ain’t a bull. I am a a fucking dragon. You meddle with dragons, you get your ass burned. Or eaten. Or both. We dragons do not turn up our noses at well cooked food after all. Do not cross a bitch that is also a dragon.
It is my opinion that the route cause of all this crap is that Ross, in an effort to make his life easier, may have let his girlfriend ‘handle’ the care of the animals. I know that she was working or going to school close to our house, and that my neighbors stated they rarely saw Ross.
- I was paying Ross to come daily, he was not coming daily.
- Ross left water in the sink for the cats, rather then fill their numerous water bowls. The water stank, was brown, and absolutely disgusting.
- Every litter box in the house was no longer in the house, and there were no rings in the feces outlining the boxes which means they had been gone a long time.
- My house was covered in fleas, despite the fact I left flea treatment for the cats and specifically showed him where it was. The presence of fleas was never mentioned. Ever. Not once .
- There was, literally, 12 feet of cat shit in one corner. No effort had been made to clean up any excrement in at least 2 weeks.
- Our microwave, a laptop, liquor, a toaster oven, a toaster, two vacuums, a shop vac, and other items were placed outside in our backyard. We were never asked if this was okay, never informed it was being done, and they were left out there in the elements for several weeks.
- The dog that Ross was employed to care for, a retired service dog, died in his care and not a drop of water was found in the yard when Animal Control claimed his body.
- Animal control posted a 24 hour notice on the door, in a 24 hour period Ross did not come to the house. Despite being paid to come every day.
- Animal control found only empty food bags and every cat was underweight.
- Animal control stated the house was left unlocked, and windows open without screens allowing my indoor only cats to freely enter and exit the home.
- Two cats died in Ross’ care under strange circumstances.
- One cat disappeared without a trace under Ross care.
- One cat was so sick he lost 10-15 lbs, was completely yellow, and could barely stand. He was also yowling in pain. At no point was I told he was sick. This cat had a flea borne parasite, which could have been prevented if the presence of fleas was handled. The eventual vet bill was over 1600 dollar, and the cats suffering was immense.
- Under Ross’ care the house incurred thousands in damage.
Its been a few weeks, I’ve simmered over the incident, thought about what I really thought of the actions of the person involved. I’ve dissected the parts of the drama, from the officials, from the left over remnants here at the house, research, and my exceptional judge of a persons trustworthiness. And I’ve come to this final response:
No, Ross… Fuck You.
Rest In Peace Argosz 2002-2011