From: Deborah Harrell [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>As I noted in my last post, my cat Zimmie has been >missing for days now. He's never been away for more >than 12 hours at a stretch -- too fond of his full >food dish! <sad smile> Given where we live, the most >likely scenario is that a coyote or pair of foxes got >him. I haven't quite given up hope, but >realistically, he's dead... I think the hardest part >is lack of *knowing.* My cat of 13 years friendship, Kublia, was in pretty good health, aging, but seemingly OK. And then one day, he just dissapeared. People tell me cats do that, run off to die somewhere. But, yes, not knowing was hard. I found some of his hairs and had a little ceremony, after about a week. It was over 2 years ago, but I still sometimes catch a glimpse of a ginger cat on the street and wonder. >He was a good cat, charming anyone who stopped to >notice him, providing warmth and purrs on cold winter >days, and turning into an impressive mouser. I dont know if there is a god, but I am sure cats have a heaven, They would stand for nothing less. Andrew
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