I don't know why I got to thinking about him tonight... But do I ever hope he's OK.
I still figure that he must've just walked into someone's house, the way he did mine. (And my old neighbors', I learned.) Ate their dog's food, rubbed against their leg and their dog... and with that, made himself a new home.
Otherwise he would have come home.
I just can't stop kicking myself for not being a better cat mommy; if I had been, I'd still have him. I got too comfortable with the fact that he would come home... Which was fine, before we moved.
I pray he didn't get lost... isn't hungry... isn't the tiny cat he was when I first started feeding him.
I like to think that the people who have him saw my LOST CAT posters and decided he was such a good cat that they'd keep him anyhow. (Seriously, if you knew this cat, you wouldn't doubt that at all.)
I just hope, hope, hope, hope that he is happy and healthy right now. He was absolutely the best cat... I hope someone appreciates him for that.
I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!
A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.
One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.
When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.
An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.
When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."
The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"
