Sunday
Dear Elsie
It’s been almost 36 hours since I last saw Claw’d. There’s been no signs of him anywhere. I’ve put his photo on the Whatsapp groups with little response.
My head tells me this is the way with cats – they are a law unto themselves. You can’t control them. And sometimes they go missing, permanently. I’ve lost enough cats to know that, but it doesn’t stop me from being deeply saddened at the thought of him not returning.
I keep hoping for him to suddenly appear – calmly and quietly walking in, burying his head in his food and for life to carry on as usual. We are not the only ones waiting and worrying. Raiku looking down the passage, waiting for signs of Claw’d to appear.
I spent parts of the day trawling the mountainside looking for him.
I was up in the night checking if he had arrived. We closed the study door and left the window open and Raiku slept in our room. Only problem was he woke up not long after 4am, feeling very alert and ready to go outside. I stayed awake for a while until it was closer to 5am and let him out. I opened the study door so he could get back in and went back to sleep. When I woke up at just after 6.30am, he was asleep on my chair. I went out on the balcony to have a look to see if I could see Claw’d. To my astonishment David was on the mountainside looking for him. He had walked up the very steep rock steps to the blue cottage and walked across the mountainside to our house. He then came back over the gabion baskets which is a challenge on its own. He was tired but still able to go for a drive later in the day.
Anyway, we’ve done what we can for today. Tomorrow, I’ll phone Tears and hope that possibly, if someone has him, they will take him to a vet to scan him. He is chipped and we will get a call. As David says, “Wherever he is, God’s got him”.
Psalm 46:5
God is within her – she will not fall – God will help her at the break of day.
It’s not about now – we are only passing through.
Keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Gran xx 🙂