So on Saturday Nick and I attended my niece's tenth birthday. We got home around 6:30, both fairly tired and ready to relax. When I pulled up I saw my cat Jim running up to greet us in the driveway. I was in a rush as I had to turn around and leave again before I could relax, so I never stopped to give him pets or bring him inside for the night.
When I got home the second time Nick was fast asleep. I thought I'd just stretch out for a minute before continuing my day. Alas, I didn't wake up until around 10. Long story short I was up until around 2am calling Jim to come in for the night. He has stayed outside overnight before but it is not a usual occurrence. I was convinced he'd greet me in the morning for breakfast and some love, as he usually does.
Come Sunday, no Jim. We have our coffee, no Jim. We start our day, no Jim. I began to worry and needless to say I put on 19000 steps between 11 am and 3:30pm. All I was thinking about is that I saw him yesterday afternoon. He was right there, alive and looking for love from me and I ignored him, too wound up in have to do's. Finding the coyote scat and seeing fresh, massive paw prints all around our house in the bushes where Jim likes to prowl did not help the thoughts running in my head. A Facebook post went up to the locals, I asked all the neighbours I saw and I walked our road too many time to count.
Then Nick randomly asks me if I feel better now. Why would I? I ask. Because Jim is lounging on the steps. Are you sure that isn't Jack? I'm sure, I was petting him.
I wasn't sure whether to snuggle him to death or wring his neck.
Needless to say I'll be much more aware of opportunities as the present themselves and I've been annoyingly ensuring my animals know they're loved. Which is a lesson I will also apply to the humans in my life.
Love you guys!!
1 comment:
I great lesson to learn. I'm glad there was a happy ending. We had a similar scare with our cat (technically not supposed to be outside anyway)
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