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Let's talk about mystery.

Night before last, I heard a shrieking yowl in my back yard. My thuggish marmalade tomcat had just taught the neighbor dog from next door emphatically who was boss. Said neighbor dog slunk back to the loose board in the fence from whence he came. I put a paver stone in front of the hole to block entrance; but the next morning, I saw not one but *two* neighbor dogs making a merry mess of my backyard--the hooligans. I shooed them away.

Neither of my cats were in sight.
They did not reappear when I filled their food bowls.
They did not come when I called them.
They were not lurking under the patio (I checked) or in the sideyard or in the front yard or under my car or in the trees.
They were gone; they were perfectly missing.

All day long I checked outside for my cats. My back yard was terrifyingly absent of life. When Dr. Sweetheart came home he patched the fence. Still the cats did not return.

I freaked out. You can't text a cat "Dogs gone; fence fixed--all clear, come home." Were my cats dead? Had they been hit by cars during their panicked escape? Had they grown so frustrated with me that they'd left to seek out new owners? Had they begun a trek across town to the house where they used to live?

Were they dead? Were they injured? Were they hiding silently inches away from me? I had no way of knowing. My dread loomed huge and menacing and hungry.

We watched a movie and I spent half of the movie gazing outside the sliding glass door. I was hoping to see Mr. Bojangles catching moths against the glass, or to see Dr. Death making with his quizzical eyes and his echoing meow.

No such luck.

I went to bed miserable, instructing Dr. Sweetheart to wake me up if he saw them.

Then, at three in the morning, an echoing meow. I was out and into the backyard in a hot second, and both Mr. Bojangles and Dr. Death were there to be petted and loved and fed and crooned at.

I feel so much better. This morning neither Mr. Bojangles nor Dr. Death are in evidence, but because I know that they were here at 3am I'm doing better.

Fear is, like totally, the mind killer.

I want them back.


( 5 comments — Leave a comment )
Jul. 17th, 2010 06:02 pm (UTC)
Jul. 17th, 2010 06:47 pm (UTC)
I'm glad they made an appearance. I know how upsetting it is to have cats disappear. Especially after your so recent grief.
Jul. 17th, 2010 07:06 pm (UTC)
I'm sure they'll be back soon! They know who feeds them! :)
Jul. 18th, 2010 01:08 am (UTC)
This would be why my kitties are indoor kitties. I just can't handle the stress, as much as I'm sure they'd love to go gallivanting int eh fields around us :v The coyotes if nothing else would have them in a hot second at sun down.
Jul. 18th, 2010 05:19 am (UTC)
I'm so sorry, sweetie. I don't think I could handle having outside cats. I do think that it's especially adorable that Dr. Death needed cat love at 3AM.
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