I Miss My Cat (Wheel of Fire remix)
Many worse things are happening right know to people I know. Also, many better things, as Macalester's Summer of Matrimony grinds inexoribly towards its conclusion.
Nonetheless, Rocky has now been missing for 72 hours.
Wednesday night we walked around the neighborhood, checking the roadsides, looking under bushes, and calling his name. We looked under the deck and in the crawl beneath the back porch; we checked our garage and the tall weeds in the garden. We saw the Orange Cat hunting by the train tracks and followed him for 20 minutes, just in case.
Last night we toured the kennels at Animal Control and the Humane Society.
Then we signed up at Bally's, the sky changed colors, and billions of tiny, angry raindrops invaded the city. The storm sewers backed up, forcing a continuous 12" jet of water to fan from the mouth of the grating in the parking lot.
The rain stopped, but Rocky did not come home.
I was supposed to call other shelters todaythe Humane Society gave me a three-page listbut I just realized I forget it at home. I feel a little sick. I guess shelters will have to be Monday.
I think tonight's project is posters for a couple blocks nearby, but all the neighbors know his voice already.
He's an old cat, and maybe it was his time... we just wish we knew.
Nonetheless, Rocky has now been missing for 72 hours.
Wednesday night we walked around the neighborhood, checking the roadsides, looking under bushes, and calling his name. We looked under the deck and in the crawl beneath the back porch; we checked our garage and the tall weeds in the garden. We saw the Orange Cat hunting by the train tracks and followed him for 20 minutes, just in case.
Last night we toured the kennels at Animal Control and the Humane Society.
Then we signed up at Bally's, the sky changed colors, and billions of tiny, angry raindrops invaded the city. The storm sewers backed up, forcing a continuous 12" jet of water to fan from the mouth of the grating in the parking lot.
The rain stopped, but Rocky did not come home.
I was supposed to call other shelters todaythe Humane Society gave me a three-page listbut I just realized I forget it at home. I feel a little sick. I guess shelters will have to be Monday.
I think tonight's project is posters for a couple blocks nearby, but all the neighbors know his voice already.
He's an old cat, and maybe it was his time... we just wish we knew.