Saturday, November 01, 2003

 

I thought my cat croaked today. He is starting to get up there in years, I think around 13. When I left earlier today he gave back to me the special treat of canned food that I had given him last night. He usually eats dry food, but I thought I would give him a special treat and give him a can of Fancy Feast. He ate the entire can and seemed quite content, until this morning when he was hunched over. When I got home I couldn't find him, I looked eveywhere. I called him over and over. He usually comes when I call. I took out the can opener and opened a can, still nothing. I got out kitty treat cans and shook them, still nothing. I called him for about 5 hrs., I thought for a short time that maybe he got out. I walked the circly area in the neighborhood with the dogs, looked down the sewers, still nothing. I got back in and took out the flashlight and scoured the rooms. I was at the point where I pictured finding his dead body somewhere in the house. Nothing. I called him again kittttttyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Finally I heard a stirring. He came down the stairs, and he looked angry. He is alive.

posted by Caroline 11/01/2003 07:53:00 PM