Thursday, April 2, 2009
Molly is home
I wanted to keep the focus of this blog on creativity and artisans but I am so happy I have to share.
My cat Molly went missing two and a half weeks ago. She's an older, lazy cat that sits on my balcony or the complexes steps during the day. She's social and everyone knows her so we were all shocked when she just disappeared. I searched everywhere, put up notices, went to the SPCA and the city shelter. Nothing. I walked around the neighbourhood calling her. Still nothing.
I never realized how much I enjoyed having her around until she was gone. She's a gentle, easy-going cat. She's wonderfully patient with my toddler and tolerates my rambunctious dog.
In my mind I have been looking for her every moment, even dreaming about her. I knew it was possible that she had met some ill fate but I just didnt' feel like she was really gone.
The SPCA had called before saying they thought they might have found Molly but it was never her. Today I got the call again and said I'd be down to look. I didn't want to get my hopes up since it had never been her in the past.
We went there with little hope and there she was. In the bottom cage. My heart just jumped into my throat and I almost started crying. Fiona, my 21-month-old daughter, stuck her fingers in the cage and pet her and said 'molly molly molly molly.'
We filled out the paperwork and took her home as fast as possible. Fiona was ecstatic. She chased Molly up and down the halls, sobbing when Molly walked away. I'd hold Molly for her and she'd do a little tap dance and try to reach out and hold her. Poor Molly was exhausted and had lost weight so I took Fiona swimming and let Molly catch up on some rest.
When we got home Molly was sleeping peacefully under the kitchen table with her head propped up on Fiona's high chair.
The most surprising thing is that the people who turned her in lived only five blocks away and said she had been wandering around the area for over a week. It boggles my mind that she couldn't find her way home. I guess her internal compass is a little weak.
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dilute calico,
family cat,
happy toddler,
lost and found,
lost cat,
missing cat,
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May be your home is not in North otherwise she would have found your home with ease. By the way would you like to share this story on my Pet Lovers Forum. http://comeanimallovers.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure what you mean by "your home not in North" but at the time we were living on Vancouver Island, which is as far south-west as you can get in Canada.
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