Carl Washington - Pet Detective

Carl getting ready to find a lost pet
















If you have contacted me, I'm sure you must know how heartbreaking it is to lose your pet.  Some of us are fortunate enough to be able to afford the fees of pet recovery.  There are others, such as the elderly and young college students who are not so fortunate.  For these hardship cases, I provide my time and materials free of charge.  Although this is a free service, it is not without expense.  My time, as well as the cost of humane traps that have to be replaced on a recurring basis, cages, fuel expense, bait, etc. has, to date, been paid out-of-pocket.
In order for me to be able to provide this work on a charitable basis, I will need to set up a fund to help abate these costs.  Would you please consider a donation from $5.00 to $500?  Some of the elderly live alone and these companions are critical to their well-being.  I need your help to continue returning their pets!  Upon request, I will be more than happy to supply you with a statement, demonstrating how your contribution was spent.
If you are able to help, please forward the funds to the address below.

September 23rd

Dear Carl,

My lost Persian cat Aslan made it back home last week. He had been hiding in the bushes with a feral cat "friend" who was showing him how to eat out of dumpsters etc.

My neighbour saw him and showed me where he was. He had lost a few pounds but was otherwise in pretty good shape. He had some grease on his head and picked up a yeast condition in his ears, but otherwise he was perfect.

His mood after coming back was as if he had never left. He used the
box right away. Ate normally. And seemed very happy to be reunited with his housemates.

Your advice that I not go after a "tip" that Aslan was under an
overpass of a freeway 8 miles away was certainly good advice, as I am a senior with
some obvious disabilities--making me very vulnerable out on the streets. That was the first thing you told me, and after I thought it through, it was this that revealed to me that your advice was very credible.

Although I did not send in a map or use your services in a formal way, the conversations we had on the phone were valuable enough for me to arrange to send you a donation next month when my money is right.

Your expertise and honesty have been greatly appreciated.


Peter Erck

Date: Thu, 9 Dec 2004 04:11:25 -0800

Dear Mr. Washington:

First, I am embarrassed to even approach you since I live in Oregon and am supposing neither of us has the cost of a ticket on hand! My dearest companion has been missing since November 22. Because I am in constant pain and have limited mobility, I didn't do the things everyone knows to do immediately when they discover a pet missing. I managed two afternoons in the first week, of wandering about slowly and calling his name. Usually he will answer me before I can see him, in one of the wide variety of sounds a Siamese can make, the one that means "Whaddya want, Ma?" Your ad touched me because you acknowledged how terribly important pets can be to the elderly What is true is that for the first two weeks, at least, I struggled against frankly suicidal depression. He's that important. And it isn't getting easier to bear; rather it's intensifying. I am sorry to say I am in a very bad way financial situation, but if you care for rare old books, I have a huge collection I'm preparing to list on ABE and E-Bay.
I have a lot of other items in a showcase mall across the Willamette from where I live. I have felt so guilty not doing more to bring him home, but I can't climb in and out of the car and walk in ditches and such to post signs. I put an ad in a local "shopping" magazine, I'm in touch
daily with one animal shelter and our great Humane Society, and there's not been a trace of him. Last night a perfect stranger offered to put up signs with/for me. I drove the car while she got wet doing all the work. A friend for life.
"Bird" is a 2 yr old Chocolate Point Siamese mix neutered male with a funny tail that stands
straight up or curls forward over his back. People who know Siamese mistake him for purebred -- however, his eyes don't cross and they are only faintly blue. I think of him as being very smart, because I've trained him easily, but in my experience (before I gave
up trying to train him to "heel") he's very stupid outdoors. He slipped his harness and lit out in hot pursuit of a feral female he's been "communing" with for months, and God knows where they might have stopped running.
He would not have wanted to be around the feral males, because they scare him, and then he'd have hidden where he may be starving to death right now. The only other scenario I can imagine is that someone fell in love with him and took him in for keeps.
More and more every day I see and hear him around the house. Painful. Those imagined encounters with him make me cry, and pretty soon I'm howling like one bereft. I talked out loud with Bird, and didn't think I was crazy for it. NOW I think I'm crazy! I'm sure I lost you at "Oregon", so I'll stop nattering on now.
Thanks for the good work you are doing! How I wish you were a neighbour who could drop everything and rush over here to help me find Bid. Sharon








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