Days went by with no evidence of Gray Kitty’s presence.
I began to worry.
Mew mew mew! I called and called.
This cat cry almost always works.
Kitty Summer 2011
At first I was sad, and then mad.
How could he forget all that we’ve done for him?
First, rescuing him from the vet after a run-in with a blade:
Then we removed his man parts so he wouldn’t roam (no photos, just his response to it):
And what about the broken leg? Did he forget this, too?
We even let him into the house; that’s a monumental expression of our care:
Three days passed, and just about the time I was preparing to scatter cat food wistfully toward the sky as I symbol of my moving on, I heard the unique mew mew mew that belonged to my sweet gray kitty, and I went toward the cattle yard and picked him up and squeezed him.
Don’t ever ever do that again, I said.
Shake on it?
And we did shake on it, and for now, all is well on the farm.
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yay! i’m glad he came home…i was hoping for a happy ending
Me too!
Oh, my heart was in my throat all the way to the very bottom when you revealed the happy ending!! I’m so relieved! Oh Gray Kitty–home sweet home! What a lucky little one to have such love and know such good care!
I was trying to not grow too worried, but thankful he came back in the nick of time! I hope he listens to me and stays close going forward.
That sounds like what I say to my son Loki. He is an indoor cat but if someone other than me opens a door he will bolt out (or in). Then I have to lecture him about how I am the one who adopted him when he was crippled and riddled with infections; runty and malnourished. Then he will curl up on my shoulder and bite my beard to let me know I don’t have to worry so much about him.
lol, it’s a strange bond, isn’t it? Their loyalty is all we can really ask from them.
Haha; cats are only loyal to themselves. I think it is their laziness we can rely on. They don’t really want to find new comfy places to nap, new sources of food and water, or new people to scratch their heads. So they return home when they get sleepy, hungry or lonesome; which luckily is all the time.
It is just awful when one of our babies (animals, either full grown or not) disappears for a length of time. We go through all stages of hope and anger and denial and depression and finally acceptance, and then, thank goodness, when we are very fortunate they reappear again acting as though nothing out of the usual has happened!!! And we love them like crazy, and maybe a little more!
Exactly! I was still in the denial stage when he got back, but any longer and I would have had to grieve him. I am glad I won’t have to miss our daily interactions together!
So glad he is back safe and sound. silly kitty
I know, me too! Thank you for reading!
I’m so glad he came back to you. He obviously knows where his heart is, where he is loved too, and where he belongs.
And he best not forget it, either! He’s become such a sweet addition to the place. Farm cats are not as replaceable as I thought they’d be.
Oh, those kitty babies can certainly tear out our hearts, can’t they??? I’m so glad that kitty is back home.
Yes! We’ve been through a lot together, and I would miss our little encounters throughout the day.
Oh whew!!! After all you two have been through, it would have been even more tragic if he didn’t come back. He is so gorgeous. And he knows how good he has it, I think.
Exactly! We have history, and I am glad he didn’t forget that.
I was starting to get teary and was SOOOO glad to read the ending!
Same here! We’ve been through a lot together in one year. It’s such a one-sided relationship, yet I keep taking him back!
Aw, good thing he came back to you! I’ve had cats in the past go off and not come back for weeks before. Really stops your heart until they saunter on back!
I wonder what they do during their time away? Or where they sleep? I imagine lots of field mice met their demise.
Aww, I’m glad he found his way home again!
As am I! I wish I knew what he was doing for those three days, but I imagine he was up to no good.
I am so glad Gray Kitty is back home and in your arms…it is so scary to live out in the country the way we do as there are coyotes and critters that can hurt our kitties. I know how you feel and the awful worry….tell him to stay home you silly kitty:) Hugs!
Exactly! I kept thinking a coyote or neighbor dog or something hurt him. So glad he is back home where he belongs!
Mine just showed up after a week!
Glad to hear! Why must they torture us?!
Don’t scare me like that! So glad he’s back. =)
And that is why Esme kitty is not allowed outside.
lol, like your S.O., I am allergic! No cats inside for me.
So sweet! I am glad that gray kitty has returned to you. As often as I try to give my cat the boot out the door, he either begs at the front door to be let in or climbs the tree outside my window and gives me a massive guilt trip. I think cats everywhere are exactly the same…
haha! I love cats with character. I am so glad he returned, too. Even though he bites me every time I pick him up, I have grown to count on that cute face running crookedly toward me throughout the day.
Gray Kitty is so sweet! (Of course, I my be biased.) The only time I tried to have a kitty, she ran away within a week. No kitties for me.
I know what you mean, we had the cutest white face kitty before gray kitty, and he ran away. We learned to keep them locked in the shed for the first few weeks, and then lock them up at nights, and then after that, they seem to stay loyal. So glad my sweet kitty showed back up!
Sometimes I worry like that about Little Kitty, who is Reggie’s True Love. She comes to see him when we go for our walks in the neighborhood. When more than a few days pass and I don’t see her I get worried and I send good thoughts to her to hope that she’s okay.
So I’m very glad to hear that Gray Kitty is okay.
I was soooo glad to see him. By day three I was getting really worried. I pretty much see him every day, so it was weird to go that long without his crooked tail bouncing toward me. If I “mew mew”, I can count on him showing up. Hopefully he was just escaping the heat for the week.
Gray cats are my favorite. Glad he came home to you.
Aww so glad that he came back. Hopefully there were no fingers crossed during that shake.
Gray kitty needs a blog so he can tell us of his travel adventures, but I am sure he did that by marking along his trail, and he’s probably wondering why the strange human world didn’t comment back or at least like his post.
haha, perhaps my bottle calves and the creatures of the night gave him some thumbs up!
Sweet pictures. I am glad he is back home where he belongs.
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