Katrina Stories

Diary Of A New Orleans Dog Who Survived Hurricane Katrina

Sat, August 27, 2005  ~  It's a really hot summer! I think the heat bothers Mom. She acts strange, watching television all the time and so nervous. Today she bought a lot of water in gallon bottles and canned food instead of fresh. But we must be going on a trip! Mom has been on the phone a lot talking about staying or going. Maybe we will go to the park!

Mon, August 29, 2005  ~  Last night there was a bad storm. I'm always afraid of storms but Mom lets me curl up in bed with her and I feel safe. This time she was more scared and we were shut in the bathroom all night. I was scared, of course, but tried to comfort her.

Wed, August 30, 2005  ~  A lot of people must have bought water like Mom did! Water is coming in to our house. None of the water Mom bought spilled but a lot must have. Mom is really scared but she's not watching television or talking on the phone. I'm beginning to think we won't go to the park after all…

Fri, September 2, 2005  ~  Mom hasn't taken me outside in days. In fact, she won't even let me go downstairs!

Wed, September 14, 2005  ~  Still upstairs. Mom cries a lot. Strange, I have to go on the floor and she's not mad at me. She says it's okay and that I'm a good boy. It might be her food. She's eating straight out of cans.

Tue, September 20, 2005  ~  Yesterday was the worst day. Now I know why Mom was scared. People in matching clothes broke into our house and took Mom! She screamed and held me tightly but they pulled her away. I growled and tried to seem fierce to protect her but there were too many of them. I need to get out to find Mom!

Sat, September 25, 2005  ~  Mom is still gone. I'm very worried. I've tried to get out but can't. The downstairs is filled with water. I swam through but couldn't find any opening.

Tue, September 27, 2005  ~  Still worried about Mom. The food is gone now. I have to go down the stairs to get a drink of water from the water that spilled but it tastes bad.
Fri, September 30, 2005 a.m.  ~  I heard banging. Then someone yelling. I answered hoping it was Mom. It wasn't Mom. Some people who seemed nice put a rope around my neck – somehow I lost my collar – and took me through the spilled water to a car on water. Maybe they will take me to Mom!

Sat, October 1, 2005 p.m.  ~  Still no Mom… I am still scared and in a small cage like the ones my doctor has and have been here all day. Others are too. I am scared and sitting quietly but others are barking loudly and seem mad. Someone brought me food but it's not the kind Mom gives me. Others are being taken out and then brought back to their cages. If they take me, I'll look for Mom!

Fri, October 7, 2005  ~  Yesterday my cage and some other cages got moved to a truck and we moved all night. Today we are in a new place they call a "human society," I think. Still no Mom. I'm very worried about her.

Tue, October 18, 2005  ~  Today was very busy! People from the human society walked around and looked at all of us in cages. Someone said that I have very sad eyes so they picked me. I thought maybe they'd take me to Mom because I was so sad but they took me to a room to make pictures. I had to stand still a lot. Maybe they will send my picture to Mom so she can come here and get me!

Wed, October 26, 2005 (Last Entry)  ~  Still no Mom. I'm sad. I don't think Mom got my picture because I heard them say that the picture was for someone named Fundraiser. They also said the human society is crowded so they moved some of us to a small room called PTS. I hope Mom is okay. I miss her so much and can't stop thinking about her.