Hello everyone!
Well, the drama festival is over and done with, and thank GOD for that. It went rather poorly, in case you were wondering. The hotel was AWFUL and filthy, there were men jackhammering all day just outside our dressing room, the group that performed the night before rewired the entire light board, and the performance was terrible.
My trip to Edmonton went well though. I got to see many people that I miss and love and I got to see several babies. I did miss the girls something fierce, but I was able to speak to Mary on the phone every day.
I got home to sadness though. Ian didn't shut the door on Sunday and one of the cats ran away and hasn't been seen since. I'm trying to stay positive, but I know what happens to house cats who have never been outside when they do get out. I have my doubts that he survived the first night, what with wild animals, dogs, trains, and cars. I'm pretty devastated, and I'm trying very hard not to blame Ian. It's not his fault. But I can't help but think that I can't even be gone for 5 days without one of my pets dying or disappearing. It's disheartening, you know? Anyways, last night I ran off some pictures and lost signs and put them up on all the bulletin boards in town. I haven't got a lot of hope, but I had to do something. I managed to hold it together till bed time, and while I was brushing my teeth I just lost it and started bawling, I'm awfully attached to my cats.
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Various observations on life from inside the invisible jail of motherhood.
4 comments:
I'm glad you came to Edmonton, it was great seeing you!
Very sad to hear about your cat, though. I hope someone found the poor thing and took it in, so it didn't have to take on the great outdoors all by itself.
Oh sweetie, so sorry to hear about your cat, I will keep my fingers crossed for you.
It was so nice to see you. I had an awful lot of fun snuggling on the couch with you, watching everyone play RockBand and singing loudly. I hope it's not so long before you come back again.
Much hugs and kisses!!
You live in such a small town, maybe kitty is hanging out with some elderly neighbour eating tea cookies and warm milk. Check with the old folks around town-they notice everything (including unfamiliar cats).
Just because this happened to my parents once (after my dad spent hours outside searching for the "lost" cat)I'm going to suggest taking a look on top of your hot water heater. Sure, it's a longshot, but hey, we didn't expect it either.
Good luck, try not to think the worst.
We had one cat get outside once and after being frantic I was told not to start worrying until after three days have passed. Why because most cats will come back on their own even if they are indoor cats only. Sure enough on the third afternoon coming home from work I found sitting on the doorstep my poor fat cat waiting to be fed! I am hoping this is the situation you find yourself in as well. Otherwise I am just glad to have seen you this weekend! :)
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