My "Moose Kitty" is reportedly down.
Run over. I was told where it happened but 4(four) walk arounds tunrs up no body.
I'd bring right to the house and give a proper burial not matter how painful.
He's my Little Buddy. I pray my neighbor was wrong on his report. But the look in his eyes said otherwise.
The thought of my little pardner being gone hurts - real bad.
Now I am truly really alone.
My heart is weeping besides the normal abnormal tachycardia crap.
Since hearing of this yesterday afternoon I've kind become OCD to come out and call for him. I probably will for weeks if he doesn't show up.
Leave it to me to get high to get my railroad stuff only to be slammed back down with this.
I'm not taking this well.
E.
Hoping for the best for your friend. God bless you Big E.
Been there. Done that. Mine was called "Peanuts" He would eat roasted peanuts.
Sorry for your loss.
Maybe get another?
N
Good luck Eric.
My cat went missing late this summer. He was chipped and collared. The local police take the dead animals to our local vet who check for chips (nice thing of living in a smaller town) so chances are if he were hit we would have known. We spent quite a bit of time looking around the neighborhood and then some leaving a couple hundred fliers.
Turns out a new neighbor at the end of the block has been trapping cats. Several people have confronted him when they have found cats in his live traps (he bates them with cat food). Police have been there and everything. Around that time there ware a plethora of missing cats. One ended up in a little village about 9 miles from here where said trapper works. Unfortunately there is no way to prove he did it which is probably for the best. My wife did post some stuff on the local Facebook page telling people to check out the trap if they had a missing cat. That set off a fire storm and the guy has since put the house on the market.
The real kicker was that this all happened a couple of weeks after I had to put my two year old 140 lbs puppy down because of aggressive bone cancer. Crappy summer all together.
Hope you story ends better.
Moose wasn't chipped. I know what you are talking about.
About 5 years ago I had some neighbors who had two springer spaniels show up. We put up fliers for these lost but found dogs. The were great dogs. Super friendly. Happy and loveable as all get out. None of us had a clue what to do with them.
One day I just blurted out about taking them to a vet and scan them.
Sure enough- both were chipped and we got in touch with the proper owners who came and got them immediately. I won't forget that tear-jerking moment ever. Would make for a good Disney movie. They tried to pay us for taking them in and feeding them and stuff but we all declined. We got promised first choice on the next litter but none of us ever heard from them again.
Unfortunately I'm likely not to see such a happy ending.
Don't write him off yet, I had a male siamese take off and was gone for ten days in the middle of winter. Figured either a predator got him (Wolves,. coyotes, eagles, what have ya) or he froze to death (it was 15 below!) Nope. Came home, 1 ear shredded, tail broken and only one testicle (and it was frost bitten! :pinch: :-O ) Turned out a neighbor 1/2 mile from my cabin, had a cat breeding farm ("Pixie-bobs", 1/2 bob cat and 1/2 housecat) and he had spent the 10 days there fightin', f****n' and just generally out for a good time. He still sired at least three litters after that before he died, of old age! Go out and look around, Eric, he might just have a honey somewhere .... ain't like ya'll never done that! 😉
-JD-
I'm not writing him off just yet JD. He's gone out sowing his oats before.
My buddy claims he saw him in the road.
If it wasn't for the look in his eyes trying to tell me I would think otherwise.
> .... He's gone out sowing his oats before.
Please have your wee beastie spayed or neutered. The world doesn't need more cats (or dogs) out "sowing their oats". Then it will be less likely to prowl far from home were danger also lurks.
> "How could he burn so brightly,
If he did not burn so brief?"
I know that quote as I'm sure you probably knew that.
He was about 5 or so. So yeah he's been around the block - more like the local square mile.
Been through it. It sucks. :'( You need a hug!
> I guess that if you are a the point of critiquing sympathy cards,
> then you must be past said grief.
> And that is a good sign, probably.
No, that's actually the unfortunate upbringing growing up around a pathologist/coroner (step dad) who could talk about the most gruesome stuff during supper. We simply got used to it. I tagged along on several calls. It was always a bad scene no one should ever see.
To meet me right now this second, you would never know. We can joke, drink and laugh our assess off. I'm told I'm a mighty funny guy. Inside is a different matter.
