M.I.A. Day

The mom saw on CB Mr. Tigger was doing a M.I.A. Day and wanted to say a few words.

I am the person who adopted your kitty after it was MIA.  The first time I saw your kitty, it was walking towards me as I got out of my car after work.  The sun was setting and the kitty was dazzling.  Never had I seen such a beautiful cat.  For a couple weeks the kitty would greet me after work, always coming from the same direction, and chirping a friendly little meow.  I started answering back, using the same meow.  To this day, I use your kitty's meow to speak with other cats.  It is my meow now.  It started spending more and more time on my porch.  It didn't look like it was in bad shape.  Maybe just a visiting neighbor, a kitty searching the area for a different home, or perhaps newly lost.  Someone had cared for it, and as I found out later, had cared enough to have it fixed.  Eventually, it didn't leave my porch.  I started feeding it.  No one answered flyers, no one came looking.  Was it farther from home than I thought?  A box lined with paper and towels joined the food and water bowls on the porch.

One night there was a terrible storm.  Kitty wouldn't go in the box, but stayed out in the elements.  I worried so, and finally brought it in the house.  I had a large Victorian bathroom, and I set the kitty up in there.  The disturbance at the bathroom door was horrendous, with the established cats wanting to know who was in there, and vice versa.  Clearly, no one was getting any sleep that night, so I trusted to fate and let the kitty out.  Kitty walked around like it had lived there always.  The established cats slunk around the walls and hissed, but after a couple days all was normal and everyone was settled into the new routine.

One cat became kitty's particular friend.  They romped and played, slept and groomed together.  I tried hard to find a home for kitty, but kitty had picked us and wasn't going anywhere.  In time, kitty became the most dear and beloved of all the pets. Such a happy, sunny, loving little spirit!  I couldn't imagine my life without kitty, nor will I ever forget the sight of the gorgeous cat walking down the sidewalk towards me.

I am fortunate, I have never had an animal permanently lost.  I have had animals pass on, so I know the heartache of losing one.  I can't imagine how hard it must be to never know their fate.  So, I am writing this to you, to set your heart at ease.  Many animals find good, loving homes.  Maybe my sweet treasure was once yours.  Know it was truly loved and happy.  I haven't mentioned gender, age or descriptions so you may hope, if you need to.