Dog Bandits
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Imagine the horror. You are with your family at the national dog show. The one you never miss. Amidst the cheers and shouts, your phone rings. It s your dog walker. She is in the emergency room, suffering from a terrible beating, barely able to speak through the pain of broken bones and deep bruises. She sobs as she chokes out a horrendous tale. Your precious little Lylou has been dognapped, taken from her after a vicious struggle. The pride of your household. Its future glory. Destined to be a champion. Disbelief wells up inside of you. This can t be happening. Not to someone as important as you. The phone drops from your hand and clatters down the marble steps. Nothing matters anymore. She s gone. Disappeared in a flash. Like your portfolio on Black Monday. The agony is too much to take. You sob. And shake. Tears flow as you break the news. Your family s joy turns into screams of anguish. Was she badly hurt, they ask? Will she be okay? We must do something for her. Now. We must help our poor Lylou. But how? You make a decision. She is family. She will be rescued. Whatever the cost. You grab a phone from one of your toddlers and call every organization in the book. The police, the sheriff, the White House, Congress. Even the FBI and the CIA. But nobody listens. Not our problem, they say. Call back when a child is missing. Then you remember a conversation you overheard at the polo club. A friend of a friend in a similar situation. She spoke of a new agency. What was it? The pet…, the Pet Abduction Division. Of course! You look up the number and dial, hands trembling, while your family cries around you. A sweet voice answers. She has heard this many times. Do not fear, dear. We are on it. This is what we do. We are experts. Our department was created for wealthy people such as yourselves. For situations such as this. I am sending a team to you at once. The best of the best. They have never failed. Remain calm and have faith. You hang up, reassured, then hug your loved ones. And for the first time in your opulent lives, you bow your heads and pray. Anything for Lylou.
