Tuesday, July 12, 2016

FOUND!




The prodigal cat has returned! Well, actually she didn't return. I had to go out looking for her. The rain was torrential all afternoon. Just before sunset it let up slightly and I said (to myself, of course) Hell, it'll be dark soon. I'm going out looking for Scruffy!"

Despite my bad back and aversion to water, I pulled on my hiking boots and ventured into the soggy, muddy, bug-infested forest. A half-hour of searching yielded no sign of Scruffy.

Then, a brilliant thought flashed in my seriously muddled brain: I might be searching in the wrong direction!
An aside: brilliant thoughts are so scarce in my mind that they actually startle me.

Anyway, I turned around and started heading east instead of west - constantly yelling "SCRUFFY!!!" as the rain began pouring down again.

When I got near the neighboring cow meadow I started hearing what I thought were feeble me-ows. I wasn't exactly sure, because the wilderness plays tricks on what's left of my mind. Once, I thought I saw Elvis kissing Eleanor Roosevelt. Another time I heard Glenn Gould playing the Goldberg Variations.

That was an attempt at humor.
Now would be a good time to laugh.

The more I called, the more I heard feeble me-ows.

Suddenly -
Scruffy appeared out of the bushes and tall grasses. To say that she looked like a drowned rat would be an understatement. She was soaked beyond recognition. I snatched her up (opposed to down) and carried her home.

To make a long story short (which is actually completely impossible at this point), I used a hair-dryer on her, towel-dried her, and brushed her fur. That took an hour. Then I gave her plenty of food and milk.

Scruffy is a cat who generally purrs constantly. So far she hasn't purred at all and looks kind of traumatized. Finally, she jumped on my bed and joined me for a nap.

Presently it's nearly 10:00 p.m. and all three of my cats are sleeping. I just made a very late supper and plan on feasting.

I'm sure that Scruffy will be purring again tomorrow, and perhaps so will I.

BTW
I tried to reply to all of your comments on my previous post Missing , but for some reason none of my replies would go through. I kept getting some kind of an error message. Anyway, many thanks for your kind thoughts.


44 comments:

  1. Scruffy is a beautiful feline. I wonder how I missed your two previous post. Now I'm caught up and so glad Scruffy was found in one piece.

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    1. Thanks, Paula. Scruffy's mother was a calico - and Scruffy is an almost-calico....

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  2. I'd like to have obliged your prompt, "Now would be a good time to laugh."
    ... but for the sob in my throat.
    Here sits a "non-cat person" with happy tears running down my face. Yay, Jon! :)))

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    1. I greatly appreciate your tender sentiments concerning my wayward feline.

      Occasionally, I envy non-cat people.....(but only occasionally)

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  3. Glad to hear your cat is home. I had Google trouble here too, around noon. Norma said it was from some Amazon promotion causing server overload. Don't know how she knows that but between us we encompass all knowledge. She knows everything worth knowing and I know the rest. I hope Scruffy learned to stay close to her good home.

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    1. I'm clueless to everything most of the time and I prefer to stay that way.

      Scruffy is definitely the most feisty and adventurous of my three cats, but I think this adventure was more than enough for her to handle. Next time she wanders I'll have her on a long leash.

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  4. Your attempt at humor was well received here. I know how relieved you are that Scruffy is home. A happy reunion for both of you. Give her a day or two and that purring will be back. Her big adventure ended on a HAPPY note. Now I can stop worrying about the pair of you.

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    1. I always worry about my cats - but to lose one due to my own carelessness would be unforgivable. We can both stop worrying now - - at least about cats.

      There was a lone deer in my front yard yesterday morning and I thought about your recent nocturnal visitor.

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  5. I'm sure Scruffy is more than relieved to be home. Thanks to your search and rescue efforts she's back safe and sound. Well done.

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    1. I feel foolish for letting this happen in the first place, but at least it had a good ending.

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  6. thank you for the happy update!

    elvis and eleanor roosevelt? must be the beer talking!

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    1. I thought about saying Elvis and J. Edgar Hoover - - but it was too bizarre.....

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  7. When I would sometimes let my hens out, one would venture into my neighbor's "jungle." I would be distraught and wonder why this neighbor lets part of her yard grow up so that only a chicken could get in there. Once, I had to lure a soaked hen and carry her home. Some days, I would drive three hens home in my car. Losing a pet for a few hours is traumatic.

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    1. I've never had to deal with a rain-soaked hen - but the thought of driving three hens home in a car is funny!

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  8. FIRST, dear man, don't you EVER let that baby out of your eyesight again. SECOND, I told you that DOING is better than fearing. Or something equally amazing, but my vocabulary is avoiding me. I cannot imagine a cat getting so far from home and not finding her way back, but she did - and you found her. May the purring and rejoicing continue! Go forth and celebrate. I AM very relieved.

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    1. I actually think that Scruffy would have come home on her own if it wasn't for the ceaseless torrential rain. Things were nearly flooded and it must have really freaked her out.

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  9. Glad she is back, what a relief for both of you. Stay dry.

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    1. Unfortunately the only way I'll stay dry is if I move back to West Texas (*smile*)

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  10. Jon,

    So glad to hear Scruffy is back in the fold. I read your posts every time I see a new one, but somehow I missed it yesterday. I'm glad I did. I would have worried about the cat. We tend to worry about creatures lost in the world. I've also been through those disappeared cats myself and it is a terrible feeling. I am so so glad to hear Scruffy's safe.

    Larry

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    1. Sometimes my posts don't always show up on the Blogger feed. I always read your posts, too, but I don't always comment (I seldom have anything interesting to say...). I'm certainly relieved to have Scruffy back in one piece.

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  11. I hope she's purring again today. So glad you found her!!
    Blogger can be a PITA sometimes. I have random troubles with things that don't work, too. A while back there was suddenly a bunch of commenters that don't show up in my email after I read and post them (other wise I get spam). Something to do with commenter's addresses. *sigh* It's always something. But.......it is free. ;)

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    1. Scruffy is definitely purring again and back to her old self.
      The Blogger Gremlins are constantly making mischief.

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  12. Thank goodness❗️❗️😀

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    1. It's a big relief, Ron.
      Your poor Pomeranian puppy must have been panicked on 6 acres of forest! I'm so glad you found him.

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    2. Jon,
      Our Pom puppy was a she and even after all these years since she has been gone we miss her terribly. She is one reason Bill would never let me get any more Poms, he couldn't take another loss.
      Ron

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  13. bless your heart Jon
    for going the extra mile

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    1. I always go an extra mile for the felines - even if it's a pain in the butt...

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  14. I bet Scruffy is so happy to be home that she's purring like a kettle drum inside. I don't know if cats follow trails by scent the way dogs do but if so, the rain may have washed away her ability to find her way back. Just a theory. I was so happy to see your header.

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    1. I have no clue if cats have scent sense like dogs, but they probably do. I know that the torrential rains must have scared her witless.

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  15. All hail Scruffy.Enjoy your supper - fish and chips again?

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    1. I love fish and chips. Do you think I might be part British??

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    1. I agree.
      It's really amazing that one of your cats came home after MONTHS (I'm referring to your previous comment).

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  17. She is very luck something bad did not happen to her.

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    1. I'm willing to bet that cats have twenty lives, not a mere nine.

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  18. Thank goodness. I checked back today just to see if you had found her.

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    1. Thanks for checking back, Angela!

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  19. I love happy endings. I have a feeling, given the shape she was in when you found her, that she may have been lost forever had you not gone looking. Maybe she learned a lesson and won't be so likely to slip off again.

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    1. I'm certainly going to keep a close eye (or two) on her from now on.

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  20. I think the way you take care of your cats shows the real you. :)

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    1. It's true. I am caring and loving (most of the time), especially when it comes to helpless little furry critters.

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  21. Whoever says that cats don't take any notice of people. I bet Scruffy was really glad when you turned up! Glad she's found.

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    1. Thank you, Jenny! Cats are much more sensitive and affectionate than they are given credit for.

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