I didn't begin to worry until after about the 3rd week. It's not uncommon at all for him to wander off and stay gone for that long. But then I noticed, daily, that he wasn't among the herd. After 6 or 7 weeks I had resigned myself to the fact that "G" was gone and not coming back. I was hopeful that he'd simply gotten off track and some kind family had taken him in and was caring for and loving him like I did (do). And that's what I continued to believe becasue there was no other "evidence" to the contrary.
I've thought of "G" every day since his departure, especially when walking Sadie (our dog) because "G" always tagged along. And for awhile, while Sadie and I were strolling, I'd call out "G's" name hoping one day he'd hear me and come running. That never happened...
So, imagine my delight when Sadie and I went outside "to handle the business" for the last time Monday night and standing on my front porch was "Big G" - in perfect condition? I was confused by his presence at first, thinking he was one of the other cats. Then I looked closer and he said, in his very distinctive voice "hello" - and I knew it was him. It was a loving reunion for us all! He was welcomed home with hugs and kisses and a can of wet food, which he much appreciated and needed! And as of this morning, he's still here.
I can only attribute his absence to a long, much needed vacation. There must be a kitty time-share somewhere on the coast that I'm not aware.
Welcome home, "G" - welcome home...
4 comments:
AAWWW! Glad it was a happy ending!
I so remember those days when our outdoor/indoor cat(s) would go missing and me yelling from the front door about every hour for them to come home.
he is so pretty! Welcome home "G"!!
Yaaay, Big G's home!! Tell his butt to stay on the porch! :) Love you!!!! Can't wait to see you tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
what a sweet story! lucky you (and him, of course!)
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