I have always been an animal lover and overtime have gained more appreciation for animals and how they provide comfort and happiness in our lives. So when my cat, Pumpkin went missing I was distraught. I cried, We worried, We searched, I posted lost ads, I called vet offices, We looked at the animal shelter (which also made me cry to know I couldn't be a caretaker to all of the sweet animals) After five days of unknown and worry, Logan and I were in the backyard calling her name late one night and we heard a meow and knew it was her. We listened closely and realized it was coming from a shed in the backyard. After frantically unlocking the door and moving items, we found her crouched in a corner. Our kitty hadn't left us but instead was merely 50 feet away from our house, trapped. She was frightened and hungry but is alive. I keep going through different outcomes in my mind, which is causing me guilt. I feel the outcome could not have been better and I am so grateful to have my pumpernickel in my life along with a man that cares as much as I do about animals.
Oh and random moment, I saw Donny Osmond yesterday and I am
99.9% positive he's had some work done, his skin was stretched unnaturally taut.
so glad you found her! my sweet cat's name is pumpkin too, she's a tortie (tortious shell), what's yours? they look similar :)
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