Day: March 7, 2005

I gave up on the cat today. I figured it was well gone.

Not a big deal

We spent the evening watching the Gopher women lose the big-10 championship. My grand parents and my great aunt and uncle came over. Not because we are a lot of fun to be with (although I am sure that was part of it), but because we are the only ones in the family with ESPN2

As we saw my family out the door, we had another guest waiting to come in.

There was Spammers. (Very) Wide eyed, and rather hungry. She didn’t give me much “Howdy”, but made an instant route to the food in the basement. Once she was fed she started rubbing up on us (as cats tend to do). We noticed a few things. Her coat was only slightly dusty, so she hadn’t been spending the last 5 days outside. She may have been stuck in a garage, or may have been taken in by a well meaning “Saint Francis”. Either way, she hasn’t been exposed to the elements.

We did realize, however, that we didn’t want a cat in our bed/couch/house that had been unaccounted for for the past 5 days.

I gathered my 2 little girls, and the pretty one, and we locked the bathroom door and gave Spammers a bath. The girls got a big laugh as the pretty one held her down, and I sudsed her up.

There is nothing quite as fun (and painful) as bathing a cat.

Well… Spammers is back… for now. And Figaro is wandering the house moping.

On Wednesday, our cat “Spammers” went missing. We are not sure why or where to. I noticed earlier that evening that the front door was a bit ajar, and suspect that she may have gone out that way. She is not an outdoor cat at all, so we thought she may have snuck outside and gotten freaked out, and hid somewhere. But it has been 5 days now, and we are pretty sure she isn’t still hiding. Chances are she ended up on someone elses doorstep. I wouldn’t blame her… I have, on occasion, forgotten to feed her.

The other possibility was that she decided she had had enough and wanted to “cash-out”. I have heard that when cats decide to call it quits, they quite often find a place to hide. With that in mind, we have spent a great deal of time searching all of the “hiding spot” in our home. We are pretty sure she is not there. (Additionally, we are getting to the point where we would begin to notice a dead cat hiding somewhere in the house).

I can’t say we are exceptionally heartbroken… Just baffled. Spammers is a cat who is already living (or was already living) her second chance.

All I can say is that Figaro (our older cat) is far more content these days.