Tuesday, August 08, 2006

My Story - Part 5

Junior, at home on the desk.

Now that Junior felt comfortably at home with his human family, Mom and Dad decided it was time to take him to the V-E-T. They wanted him to have his shots and a check-up. Mom was worried that Junior might panic in the car, so they decided that as soon as they could get a Cat carrier, they would make an appointment.

A few days later, Mom opened the back door in the early morning to let Junior in. Junior always spent the night out of doors. Every morning he would be waiting at the backdoor, ready to come in for his breakfast. This morning he wasn’t there. Mom didn’t worry about it though, because Junior was often gone for long periods of time. Sometimes he would not come home for several days, though these absences were becoming less and less frequent.

Junior didn’t show up all day. A couple of times Mom went out to call him, but he didn’t come home. When Dad got home from work Mom told him that Junior hadn’t come home. So Dad went out to call him. Still no Junior. They figured that he was on one of his treks, so they didn’t worry.

The next morning Mom opened the door expecting to see Junior, but he wasn’t there. She and Dad both went out to call him. Dad had to go to work, so Mom set out to look for him.

Their house was in a fairly rural area about 10 miles from a small town in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. They lived on a long curving road and had neighbours on both sides and across the street. Behind the back yard was a thickly wooded hill which sloped down to a small creek. Mom and Dad had seen opossums and deer in the woods, an occasional dog, and of course Cats. Beyond the woods and across the creek was a dirt road with more homes on it. In the winter you could see some of the homes through the bare trees, but in the summertime all you could see was the woods.

There was a path through the woods which ran behind the backyards of the homes on our street. Mom walked through the woods along this path calling for Junior, trying to think of where he might be. She was starting to get worried when she returned home without him. When Dad got home from work he went out to look for Junior too When he couldn‘t find him either, he started to get worried too.

Every day Mom and Dad looked for Junior. They went outside and called for him frequently. They looked for him everywhere they went, everywhere they drove. They looked on the sides of the road in fear he might have been hit by a car, but no Junior. Dad asked the neighbours if anyone had seen him but no one had. Mom took a trip to the county pound in hopes that someone had found him and taken him there, but no Junior.

The days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, but Junior never came home. Mom cried and Dad sighed. They both Dad missed Junior dreadfully. For months Mom continued to look for Junior. She hoped against hope that he might show up at the back door one day, happy to be home and wanting to come in.

They talked about Junior a lot. Eventually they talked about getting another Cat, but Dad said losing Junior was too painful. He didn’t want another Cat because no Cat could take Junior’s place.

So that, for the time being, was that.

Continue to part 6 of Rascal's Story.

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At Wednesday, August 09, 2006 6:08:00 AM, Blogger Eric and Flynn said...

Oh no,we are so sad now. Mum's gone all leaky. She said she knows how your beans felt, cos when her first kitty went over the rainbow bridge, her and dad said they would neffur haf another kitty, because it hurt too much. Flynn's going to tell our story of The Befurrus Cats soon, and how the beans had lots of kitties.

At Wednesday, August 09, 2006 6:44:00 AM, Blogger Rascal said...

Eric and Flynn, I would love to read the story. And tell your stories too and remember you promised your baby pictures.

At Wednesday, August 09, 2006 7:21:00 AM, Blogger The Meezers said...

awwww, that's a sad story. Our mommy and daddy saided the same fing - no more kitties 'acause it's too hard to lose them. but they just could not resist us.

At Wednesday, August 09, 2006 7:52:00 AM, Blogger Emma's Kat said...

Ok, tissue please. So sad, and so hard not knowing what happened to Junior. But! I truly believe all for a reason. Hint hint....Rascal!

At Wednesday, August 09, 2006 1:00:00 PM, Blogger DEBRA said...


We had the same fink happen to us. Except in our case it was Button our outdoor cat (her choice) left and nefur came home again, that Momma went looking for her at the ACC and found Gracie and brought her home. Gracie is the baby of our family and she is a real rascal too! LOL


At Wednesday, August 09, 2006 2:23:00 PM, Blogger Grr, Midnight & Cocoa said...

now our Lady is all leaky an sad too, but we don't fink it hasta be sad. we're gonna fink that a purrson who saw Junior took him in an gave him a wunnerful home like yours an loved him so much that when your mom an dad asked around 'bout Junior they lied cause they loved him an wanted ta keep him. an he lived happily effur after...

At Wednesday, August 09, 2006 4:59:00 PM, Blogger Orlando Bun said...

Binkies & Tag!

At Wednesday, August 09, 2006 6:47:00 PM, Blogger Derby said...

::sniff, sniff:: It is just sad not ever knowing what happened to Junior.


At Wednesday, August 09, 2006 6:49:00 PM, Blogger Cecilia said...

Yes, very sad. I'm just going to believe Grr, midnight and Cocoa's version of the story.

At Wednesday, August 09, 2006 7:29:00 PM, Blogger Scooby, Shaggy & Scout said...

Oh this is sad! We just finished catching oup on your story and is is a mystery what happened to him. How long ago was that? Can't wait to find out how you squirmed your way into dad's heart......

At Wednesday, August 09, 2006 10:03:00 PM, Blogger Smeagol & Strider (Mystery & Gizmo too!) said...

We are sad too, but we're gonna go with Grr, Midnight and Cocoa. Someone gave him a nice home even though he would have rather lived with your Mom and Dad.

At Thursday, August 10, 2006 5:02:00 PM, Blogger Eric and Flynn said...

You're Tagged
Read our blog for details, and see if you want to play.

At Thursday, August 10, 2006 9:06:00 PM, Blogger Fat Eddy said...

I tag you. Come to my blog and read the rules.

At Thursday, August 10, 2006 11:43:00 PM, Blogger Patches & Mittens said...

But it is to be continued...maybe, just maybe.....????

Momma worries about Mistrie all the time too. She gets all panicky if she isnt in her usual spot, or waiting for the stinky goodness in the morning.



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