A little old friend, part of the family for ten years.
A veritable beauty. The biggest bluest eyes, pretty face and fluffy and gorgeous and friendly and so damn good.
Ten years ago I bought berti the huge British colour point cat after our last cat had been run over. The lady who sold him to me asked if I would ever be prepared to rescue these beautiful creatures. Of course I said yes.
Within a year I had three of these fabulous furries, Berti, Bella and Baby. All related, all bundles of loving fun.
Well 2 days ago Baby disappeared. She is a little home bod, never going far from the garden, sleeping on the deck of HQ in the sun. Being there, always happy to see you, part of my life. Now she is not.
Yesterday was spent hunting high and low. Going round the neighbourhood searching stables, sheds and garages. That gut wrenching search through the hedgerows looking for remains. Calling, crying, hoping.
The hurt and fear overflowing into all aspects of the day. Pulling you away from the things you have to do, putting you in places you don't want to be. Everything overwhelms and it all becomes too much.
You know your real friends when they just drop everything and come help in the fearsome hedgerows looking for loss. They rally round to help sort the things that piled in and overwhelmed. Gather up the broken shards of calm and help put things together again.
Has the idyllic area turned into a hateful hell where some scumbag excuse for a human being could come and take her away? Has someone heartlessly run her over and thrown her body away? Is she trapped and hurt and dying?
Oh God what to think. The fields are being cut this week, the noise is unbearable, the lorries and massive tractors thunder past day and night, fast, noisy, mind twistingly aggressive beasts with rage in their engines and deadlines in the drivers eyes. What chance a little cream cat.
Sometimes the idyllic countryside is not what it seems.
This is for Baby, we miss you so much, please come home.
Karon x
Hi Karon I hope you find Baby soon. When part of your family go missing it is heart breaking.
Hugs Mary.
My Thoughts Are With You.
Oh no !!
Hugs and more hugs…I know how you feel; it happened to me many years ago…I found my baby girl safe, but frightenend out of her wits.
Jane
Karon, I feel your despair, I have experienced the disappearance of a cat more than once, and years on I still wonder their fate. Don’t give up yet. My son’s cat also went missing in the blink of an eye while being in the care of a house-sitter when he was overseas in mid 2008. December 2009 he was in Mexico and received an email from a friend whose mobile phone number was listed on puss’ microchip database; the cat had been found injured and was in the care of the RSPCA in Sydney. Where she had been the previous 18 months is a mystery, she had been found many suburbs away from his home in the inner city. He returned home in April, and is happily reunited with her. I hope your story ends on the same happy note. Warm hugs to you and your daughter.
I’m hoping and praying the noise from the cutting will scare Baby from where ever she is and send her home. I’m so sorry for you and Idgy – but you can’t play the “what if” game…it will drive you batty. Don’t give up hope – cats are amazing creatures!! xo, Nan
Oh Karon, I’m hoping and praying that Baby comes home soon. Cats can be so independent sometimes. Maybe she’s just gone walkabout. Here’s hoping she’s safe. xxLesley
Oh, my heart is wrenching for you! I cannot imagine how you must feel. Pets are so special and are a part of our family. Please keep us posted and sending good thoughts for her return.
Patti xxoo
Oh Karon, how sad for you. We, too, have animals and I know the love that comes from that relationship. My heart aches for you and Idgy. Sending you, hugs and prayers that Baby makes it home.
I hope there is some good news soon x