Welcome to the new year. Howrah, Howrah.
It is has a been a little time since I last wrote on this medium.
Today, I want talk about Hoarding from my personal witnessing of it.
Someone close to me started hoarding dogs and cats about 20 yrs. ago. She would add a few dogs here and few cats there. But nothing seemed too outlandish until the late 2000’s when she lost her career, it didn’t have to be, but she made it that way.
Her faithful and devoted husband died in 09′ and all hell broke loose. She had a lost an income to help pay for the ever-growing dog and cat clans. She also lost what I called an indentured servant. She had her late husband doing most of the work around the Doghouse.
But don’t worry, she can be resourceful and she found a man online, not the dark web hopefully, who after his first visit to the Doghouse, as I call it, was ok with her hoarding, obviously because he moved in shortly after that visit. On top of that he has no sense of smell which he would need over the next 10 years. Plus a bonus, she could use his measly income from social security to supplement her income to keep the clans going.
Any visits for me stopped in late 11′ when I entered the Doghouse and was totally disgusted by what I found there. I won’t get into all of the details about that, just trust me, you wouldn’t want to visit her home neither.
She didn’t really believe in preventative care for her beasts cause “that costs too much and I can’t afford it.” However, she would allow her beasts to get to the point they were going to die and then she would pay thousands to many vets to save them so they would last a little bit longer. But she was happy, she had saved another animal. Oh, I forgot she played a vet at her home, even though she was a nurse.
The Doghouse owner and her partner in crime (PC) would go without food just to afford to buy more dog or cat food or other expenses of the beasts. They let themselves go physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. The Doghouse via hoarding took everything in its way.
As the years progressed, she realized that she couldn’t afford her credit card minimum payments so she turned over all of her credit cards to a debt fixer. Why were the cards maxed out? The beasts, of course. Remember, her late husband had a bigger check than her PC for over 10 yrs.
Next came the fact, that she would lose her home if she didn’t find a financial solution. Someone who was close to her sold off one of her properties but that didn’t help for long, along with the money from the stimulus payments in 20′ plus she stopped paying on her cc debt.
Then that same someone helped her to acquire a reverse mortgage to pay off her mortgage and give her loan to cover property taxes and homeowner’s insurance, which would be paid upon her death by the sale of the Doghouse.
Very recently, the Doghouse was cleared so that all of the beasts could find homes that could truly care and love them. It is impossible to care for an army of beasts, no matter how good of person you think you are.