The year was 2015. That summer the nightmare began. After a short series of events, I was powerless to stop it. I watched in disbelief as one non-profit organization swallowed up another- only 5 miles down the road. The road ended at the gate of The Humane Society of the Desert. Malinda Bustos might have fooled a lot of people, but not me. Only a sociopath could pull off a steal like that.