Our cat has been missing. I don’t even know how long she’s been gone. You see, she doesn’t really like coming home anymore. Sometimes, you’d see her by our window and demand to be let in and once she’s in. She’ll feed, sleep for hours and then demand to be let out again. Sometimes, we’d see her outside our house and coax her to come in to which she’d reply back with a cold-hard stare, one Paddington bear will approve of or be really impressed with.
I think she’s been adopted by a cat lady. We all suspect, even our next door neighbour, whose cat has also gone missing, that there is a cat person somewhere nearby who feeds all cats who refuse to go home and adopted them all, or at least feeds them, that’s why they, including Bootsy, refuses to go back home.
This is what she looks like when not sprawled and asleep. She has white paws like she’s wearing a pair of white boots, hence the name. If you see her, do tell her that she is very much missed, especially by little T and also mention that we promise to make sure that Doc will keep out of her way.
If you have a cat, have they done this before?
How long are they usually gone?
Update: As if she read the blog-post, Bootsy did come home last night. We arrived in the early evening from little T’s gymnastics class, and there she was, waiting in front of our house. As always, we had to coax her in a couple of times. When that didn’t work, my husband scooped her up and took her in. She stayed over-night and demand to be let out at 5am. Let’s see if she comes home again tonight.