” In search of. “

In all the confusions of the day. Have you ever lost, or thought you lost something very important to you?

I had one such fright myself. I was getting myself ready for work. It was very late, as I am one of the night workers in this world. I went to get my older cats into my room and into thier beds. They are like my little children, as, any pet lovers can attest to. We love our pets like they a part of our family unit. I had one of the ladies ( female cats) Nola, in her bed, and I could not find the other lady Simba.

Simba

 

 

 

 

 

Nola

 

 

 

 

 

Simba was gone, I was in a panic, my heart was racing, as I flew down the stairs calling her name. She did not come. I opened ever door, closet, and cupboard in the hopes that she had slipped in one of them by mistake. But,” NO” she was not there. I woke my family and said Simba was missing. I grabbed the cat treats and headed to the back yard. Calling her name and shaking the treat bag, “she did not come. “  I asked if she had slipped outside. No one knew for sure.  Simba will often lay by the pool, or chew on the cool blades of grass in the yard. I was hoping she would be there. She was not there. By this time, I was frantic, and the tears were welling up in my eyes. The thoughts of a life without her went threw my mind. In no time I was crying. The tears the sobs. “Where could she be?”

You have to know Simba to understand the bond we have. She is not the kind of cat who has her own being, and does not want you to touch her. Simba is my soul mate kitty. As funny as that sounds, this is the only way I can think of to tell you what we are like together. Simba will follow me all the time, she puts her paw on my face and talks to me. She will answer when I say something to her. She sleeps in my arm, with her paws on my face, when I go to bed. She will hit the dog in the face just for fun. She is a rebel like me. She will put her paw on your arm when I eat a snack, and want some. She is a different kind of kitty buddy. I hope this will help you to understand why I was so upset.

This is Simba teaching the dog a lesson. They really do love each other.

 

I was frantic, I took off with a flash light heading for the other side of the block and the yard that backed up to our yard. She had gone there before, and I thought she would be there now. I called her name, but No Simba. The tears were rolling down my cheeks, and the words I spoke were hoarse, and weak.  I felt so very lost. ”Where could she be?” Was she okay, I knew she could not survive the night outside, as she had no claws, and she was an older cat. I headed home, but she was not there. I told my other cat Lucky, ( who came to us on a freezing night, he was near death at that time) I asked him to find Simba for me.  I set out again down the street, then up the street. The family was on the hunt as well. While nearing the house, my son yelled that she was here. Lucky had found her, and was sitting on the back fence with her beside him. They usually hiss at each other. I cried even more. Astonished by this I said thank you to Lucky and gave him a special treat. Simba was afraid, but okay. I hugged her the biggest hug, and she put her front paws around my neck as she always does. I cried and thanked everyone for helping find her. I was so releived to have her safely inside the house in her bed. Now I could go to work. I was alittle late for work, but very releaved.

It just goes to show, there are happy endings. :-)