Went to the doctor to get results of the tests I took in NP a while back. When the nurse did the usual tests of pulse and bp, they were off the charts LOW, so he sent me to the hospital in the closest town with an ER.
While there for 5 hours or so, they figured out one of my regular meds was causing it. Very long day,
Hubby came in from his daily morning adventures with some news about 'the cat.'
Sadly, it wasn't good news.
His lifeless body had been placed at our mailbox post in front of the house.
I have some questions.
There are several houses on our road that are within the '300' area that was listed in the paper.
Our address was on his chip, but that should have been confidential.
Where was he all this time?
And, most importantly to me, why did he leave in the first place.
At least, he's home.
About six months ago, we were given an adult cat from someone who rehomes them. The cat seemed rather docile and he definitely bonded with me.
We never got around to giving him a name, but he was cared for as well as we possibly could.
I was petting him as I sat on the couch the other night, as is our custom. After a while I put him on the floor so I could get up for a drink, like I have done many times before.
A couple of hours later, Hubby came over and asked where the cat was. When he wasn't under the couch (his usual go-to place) we searched all over.
No cat. Anywhere.
The only way out was a window in the laundry open enough to vent the dryer--somewhere he hadn't been before.
Strange.
