I once was lost, but now I'm FOUND!...

Look who was in my laundry room last night!! She's home!! I went all "CSI" last night, and got out my video camera, and aimed it at the woods, and covered my porch with flour and put cat food outside. I figured, I'd see kitty prints if she was around. I watch a lot of TV, but at least I learn things. At about 11 I was distraught again, and started to cry. If you didn't know, my Dad died in 2001, so I decided to ask him to bring my kitty home.

I said "please Dad if you are listening bring my Fizzy home". I decided a little before 12 to go out and check the trap because I moved it. I took along with me, my sweeper contents to spread in the woods. Contents of a 4 cat household=cat hair.

A car with a squealing belt was in the road stuck. But...was that a cat bell I heard under the noise? Hope fluttered in my stomach! I called to her, and listened....called, and heard nothing. Spread around the cat hair, checked the trap. And on my way back home I
happened to look to my left....And there's my cat. Looking at me. Right in front of my 2 doors down neighbor's garage!

I called to her and talked to her, and she stayed put. After a minute I decided I had to try to get her, and as I went to her, she took off as fast as her stubby legs would carry her....right into my GARAGE! I shut the door and screamed THANK YOU! And rushed inside.



She has a tail and a butt and belly full of burrs. So obviously she's been in the woods somewhere. Her eyes were messy, but mostly, she was thirsty and hungry. So she ate. In between eating, she purred, and rubbed against me and got lots of pets.









I spent time cutting away her burrs and brushing her, and loving her. I was so happy to have her home! The other cats were like...."eh, she's home" her boy gave her kisses, but the girl kind of ignored her.












And, as you can see after a few hours, she was snuggled up with her Mom on the couch. Catching some snoozes. She slept on my pillow and purred all night!

This morning she had a jumbo hershey kiss in the litterbox, and poo all over her fluffy butt and legs. So I had to be late to work cleaning her up some more. I don't think she ate for the 5 days. I'll keep an eye on her and see if she needs the vet. She seems to be happy to be home!


Thank you to everyone for your encouragement and kind words, they really kept me going, and gave me hope!!!

*P.S. I know there is bacon in my cats bowl. She didn't eat it but I thought it was worth a shot!