A happy ending
Two days ago one of my cats, Winifred, failed to return one night and then next day she still hadn't returned. I left on a short trip that day and found out no one had seen her the fallow day or night. As I was driving from Mt. Holyoke back to Aunt's house, I wept. I thought I had lost my 6th cat to the Vermont "wilderness" and I felt so horrible for trying to save them but only putting them in more danger. Finally, not knowing what else to do, I prayed to God, any God that would listen, and I begged that my Winnie be returned to us, or if she couldn't, tat her passing was peaceful and I would see her in a next life or after life. I kept repeating this prayer for most of the two hour drive and when I finally reached my Aunt's house I called my mother to let her I know was back safe. When she answered she said, "Hi! Did you get my voice-mail?"-which I hadn't- "I found Winifred. She was stuck in the rafters of the garage but she is safe now at home." When I heard this I sat and wept. I couldn't believe it. I want to believe my prayers had something to do with her safe return, I'll never know, but this small act has helped return a feeling of faith in me. I thank God, whoever she/he may be.