From Tuesday, March 02, 2004
I am utterly and completely devastated right now. While we were moving the kitties into the new house Noddy escaped. He's still pretty little in the grand scheme of things and has never had to deal with moving before so he was pretty freaked out. He managed to bolt out the front door as Chris, who has never really had to move cats before, opened it to bring something in. I feel terrible. I haven't been able to sleep well and I miss him terribly. The worst part is, I know where he is but he won't come to me because he's still freaked. He's also stuck outside right now and it's raining and he still won't come to me. I feel so lost and upset right now I don't know what to do. It's like losing a child. I spoke to a woman well versed in catching run aways and she said that I have to take him food and visit him several times a day and talk to him until he feels comfortable coming back to me. I wouldn't worry at all except that he has no idea where the new house is otherwise he would have already come back. He's just down the street so it's not too far if he was to just go looking. I left one of my shoes outside as a web site suggested so that my "smell" is there for him to recognize. In fact, I think I'm going to go try to give him food now. Wish me luck, pray....whatever you, the reader, believe in please!
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