Missy is a beautiful cat.
She knows this.
Missy doesn't demand much...
Food when she wants it.
An immaculate litter box.
24 hour access inside or
outside the house,
IMMEDIATELY
upon demand.
Oh, and total adoration,
but no hugs longer than
5 seconds, please!
Missy is odd.
She likes to sleep all day
inside,
and go
outside,
all night.
This is a real problem.
We have foxes in our
neighborhood.
Sometimes I give up
and leave her outside
at night, but I don't
sleep well.
Last night she was
inside,
I thought...
I arose briefly
at 3 AM
and heard a fox.
Foxes sound eerie.
I wasn't worried.
Missy was inside.
This morning...
no Missy.
I looked inside.
I looked outside.
I saw vultures circling
something in the area
beyond the alley.
I ran to look,
my old red pj's
flapping in the breeze.
No Missy.
I called outside.
I looked on the roof
(Missy's favorite spot.)
I looked all over the block,
still in my old red pj's.
I called inside again.
I started a room by
room inspection.
No Missy.
Then, just as
tears sprinkled
my cheeks...
Missy mews
and stretches.
She's hiding
behind the
box fans in
the basement.
Know that moment
when you want to hug
and kill your kids
at the same time?
I picked Missy up,
hugged her close,
buried my face
in her long white hair...
and bopped
her oh so lovely nose!
She yawned.
Missy is
a beautiful cat.
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