The White Van – Part 3

The White Van


Until one has loved an animal a part of one’s soul remains unawakened. Anatole France

by Carolyn Logan

August 5th, 2018

**✿❀ The White Van ❀✿**

After about 2 months or so had passed, I had been bringing Emma goodies almost every day. Then on one visit, out of the blue, Emma was not in her pen, she was gone. Not only was she gone, but so were the people who owned her. It looked as though they just up and moved. I hunted a friend down who knew the people who owned Emma and after a couple days she was able to get me their phone number, as she had confirmed that yes indeed, they did move. I text-ed them and said, “this is the lady who was bringing goodies to Emma and wanted to know if you had moved far away and if not could I still bring Emma some treats?”. Sometime later that day they responded that it would be okay. They had moved somewhat far, but I still wanted to see Emma even if if meant less visits each week. I asked if I could come by the next day and they said it would be alright. The owner informed me that Emma was on a trailer at their new property as they didn’t have her fence fixed yet. I went the next day, it was one of the hotter days of the year, so I was certain Emma would be sitting in a trailer parked under a lot of shade with a huge container like full of fresh water, maybe even something thrown in there for her to lie on along with whatever else she needed. But she wasn’t. When I seen the trailer as I was nearing, I know that could not be the trailer Emma was in, as it was sitting directly in the sun. I pulled up and got out and there was Emma, in the trailer, but she was not standing up or excited to see me. And she was not talking like she does, but she was making a noise, ongoing. It was a different noise this time, one I never knew I  would hear, she was crying. She was down on her belly with her legs out in front of her. She did not look well . It made me so sad listening to her crying and I could not do anything to help her. I ran and found some plant like containers, because that is all there was, and found a faucet and gave her water, but she seemed to be in pretty bad condition, and it didn’t seem to be helping at this point.

The people who owned her had been acting a little funny toward me at the other place and I felt I had to be careful in what I did with Emma or what I said to them. I really didn’t want any problems, I just wanted to share in caring for her if it was needed. I wanted to help. And it was needed and they could not deny that. I am a very giving person with no strings attached. I also knew that she was theirs, and I could really not interfere, as Emma was not like a dog or cat, that is considered a domestic pet, and I wasn’t sure what the laws were on the treatment of them as far as being outside and all.

So on this day, I was in a spot. No one was there with Emma. I already knew that both of the people who owned her were not going to be home until late that day, and if I said something to them, it could make them angry with me and not let me visit Emma anymore. I kind of felt like they really didn’t care about her enough even if I did call them and that they would probably not do anything to help her. Especially since her husband was working all day. He would be the one to make anything happen when it came to moving a big trailer like that, I thought. So I had this idea…

This area where all this had been happening is an area that in the past couple years had been crawling with white vans from the Animal Control. You know those white vans with the extended tops on them? There were a lot of people living there not caring for their animals in many ways. I had rescued and re-home over 14 dogs while I was in that area for 1 1/2 years. But the people who lived there were also low income so if their pet got picked up, most would not have the money to get them back. My girlfriend who cares for cats too, her and I would always alert each other if one of those vans were in the area. Not that we did anything wrong, but we did have a few too many babies we were caring after and finding homes for and we were not licensed to do it. We helped people with pet food, vet visits, and just anything they needed help with if we could. The point is though, that no one there liked it when they seen these white vans as they knew who it was and it usually meant they were going to pick up animals and whomever owned them would get a huge fine or even jail time.

So I called Emma’s owners, I did get a hold of the girl, and I made it sound like I was worried to her and stated “Hey, I just got here to visit Emma, and Animal Control was here, you know the one’s in those white vans. They said they were not happy and said Emma should not be out in the direct sun and no water, and with no food or anything. The man seemed quite upset and asked me if I knew how to get a hold of you, and I told him I didn’t know how to get a hold of you, and then he left. Said something about he is going to make some phone calls and would be back”. She seemed really worried and said “Okay, I will see if I can get so and so to get over there to do something with Emma”. After that I went home and revisited again about two weeks later. It was one of those situations where you have to let go. I have had a problem with letting go through out my life, but have learned that sometimes, we have no choice, and we have to walk away. Emma was not mine anyway. I was really heart broken over this whole thing and all I could do was have faith that everything would work out.

Continued until next week…

“I pulled up and got out and there was Emma, in the trailer, but she was not standing up or excited to see me. And she was not talking like she does, it was a different noise this time, one I never knew I  would hear, she was crying. “

 “Let us remember that animals are not mere resources for human consumption. They are splendid beings in their own right, who have evolved alongside us as co-inheritors of all the beauty and abundance of life on this planet” ― Marc Bekoff

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  1. Kenney

    very interesting story looking forward to next weeks keeps me on the edge of my seat…..

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