Daily Archives: Sunday April 19th, 2009

Humans: Some are good, some just suck.

Zion National Park

Good: Last night I received a call from a girl who was looking for Sakura, she told me she and her boyfriend were bored and it was so nice out they thought why not go look for a black cat in the pitch black? They was aware of the reward, but never once asked “how much”.

I answered her questions on what Sakura looked like in more detail and thanked them. Around 10:30 pm she called back and said they may have found her but didn’t want to get too close where it would scare the cat off. They was 3 blocks away so I ran over there and verified it wasn’t Sakura. So we talked for a few minutes and I gave more insight of Sakura and this girl was actully sad for us. So I thanked them and left and thought to myself, that if anyone is going to get a reward from Sakura, I was hoping it would be her.

Suck: While standing from the upstairs balcony for Sakura I saw a kid run up the street and into a house across the street, I than walked to the back room to look for Sakura and found a big dog in our yard which I recognized as from across the street so I put 2 + 2 and got “lost dog” so We took the dog back home and when we got the owner and explained to him what and where we got “oh… yeah ok”

This dog was very freindly and of course had no tags, I have been majorly stressing Sakura and I had the thought of “Karma” when we was taking the dog back, and to find someone who didnt give a rats ass when I am on the verge of tears just pissed me off.

But back to Karma… Sakura did come home about an hour right after I took that dog home…

Sakura came Home!

Sakura

AND I’M GOING TO FUCKING KILL HER!

I really have been stressing all day long so bad Im on verge of a panic attack…. I need booze.

At A Lost

I don’t know what else to do.

Harold has called the shelter in case someone brings her in.  We have put up & handed out flyers.  I have spoke to nearly everyone I have encountered and showed them her picture.  She has a purple collar (break away), tags with her name, address, phone number, country license, and her chip number.

We have both walked the neighborhood.  I’ve done about 12miles, 9 of it yesterday and the rest 1st things this morning.  I’ve gone about 7 blocks away, don’t know if I went far enough….spending a lot of time in the immediate area because that would mean less streets for her to cross.

I just about camped out on the back deck hoping she would show up, spent the night by the patio door and jumping at every “cat” noise I heard and taking more walks shaking their cat treats that they come running to.  I keep hoping that with all the birds that come to our back yard feeders that she will return just for that.

I dreamt that the she came home all dirty and that thought it was so real that I woke with my heart racing and hoping.

I had never seen a cat run as fast as she did when she got out….she was a blur and it scared me.  What worries me is that she doesn’t have that much “fear” in her and she is so quiet. She rarely meows and when she does you do a double take because it is so quiet you don’t know if it came from her.  She doesn’t really like to come when you call her…it has to be on her own terms.

I have friends offering words of comfort, stating that they have know cats to get out and will turn up days, weeks even months later and not to give up hope.  I know that is true and with the neighborhood full of outdoor cats, that it can happen.  But I don’t I know how well I can handle that.

I’ve never had a cat get out on me like that and then lose them.  =(   The only time one of our cats got out is when we had a roommate and he came home late at night and didn’t notice Aurora get out.

We got lucky there, because when I discovered that she was gone, I went calling for her in the neighborhood.  And a few days a later a neighbor 5 doors down came to us.  We guess what had happened is that when he was bringing in groceries she sneak in since he left his door open since he didn’t have animals.  Plus these were house depluxes and all looked a like, so she thought she was coming home.  She got into a corner space under the kitchen cabinets and he hadn’t seen her, just heard her.  Thought that it was a racoon.  So he called animal control and they had set up a no-kill trap…with no luck.   Once he heard about us missing her, he came down.  I knew it was her, as soon as I called her name when I went in and she meowed at me right away.

We got so, so lucky and I’m so hoping that we get that again.  Because I don’t know what I will do if we don’t.  =(

Pauline’s Daily Happenings

  • I’m up, starving and chilled. Suppose to warm up to the 70s and sunny….so looking forward to it. #
  • We have been busy, hubby attacked the garage & I attacked our storage closet. Getting ready to run somethings to the Sal. Army #
  • Just got back from a 2mi round trip walk to the animal shelter to drop of some donations. Trying to determine what I want to do next. #
  • I love this & the fact that Purdue got the largest & all the colleges are headed by women : http://tinyurl.com/d2gpe7 #
  • Our kitty Sakura got out, can’t find her. Its all my fault don’t know how I’m going to live with myself I want her home so bad 🙁 #

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Hearing & Seeing Things

I keep thinking that I hear Sukura out there…..I know that is wishful thinking..but there is so much noise from the traffic that I’m not sure. And she is so quiet other then her collar.

It is late, but I just did a walk around the neighborhood, just hoping.

There are too many neighborhood cats….everytime I think I see her it is isn’t.

The what if’s and hoping to see her keep running through my head.  She has never been outside.

I totally frakked up on handling her getting out.  =(  I was trying to get Harold at the same time of keeping her in sight….I keep replaying over in my head what I should’ve done differently.

I totally stressed & freaked out by this.

And with her getting out…I totally hurt my husband.  She is his baby, they have that special connection…..and the fact that she isn’t here for him, hurts me more then anything.

I just want to wake up and find that this was a bad dream.