It's weird to even type it. We are definitely feeling his absence in our house and everyone is pretty sad. It happened last week. Mat was in Kansas and my sister came over to babysit Evelyn so I could go to my Gypsy Wife sewing class. I didn't get home until around 8:30pm and Evelyn was wide awake. We have been having sleeping issues with her (big surprise) and I didn't get her into bed until about 9:30pm. I was exhausted and did notice that none of the animals were in bed with me when I laid down. I was actually excited about it. Usually I have to share the bed with Mat, our dog Kali and one or two cats. Having a king sized bed all to myself was a treat!
The next morning Evelyn and I woke up and it was business as usual. We were gone most of the day. We got home around 3pm and Mat got in from the airport around 5pm. He was taking the recycling and trash out for us when he came running into the house to tell me Lucy was outside. I was totally surprised to hear this because I know I didn't let him out and then I started thinking.....when was the last time I saw him? He is one of the two cats that normally sleeps in our bed and he didn't do that the night before. Mat tried to get him to come back inside but he was freaked out and ran under the neighbor's fence.
Lucy has randomly darted outside before. He will run outside then get freaked out and run right back inside. He is a true scaredy cat. But he is also Siamese so he has attitude and will act like a punk. He had gotten out twice at our last house in Texas. But he always came right back.
Mat and I called a neighbor over to watch Evelyn so we could go out and find Lucy. While she was babysitting, we corralled three other neighbors to help us in the search. We found him under a porch about three houses down. We had an elaborate assembly line of people coaxing him back into our backyard. We got him to come back to our house and even to go into our backyard. I closed the back gate as he ran into our backyard but he didn't stop and run into our backdoor. In fact, we have no idea where he went and we haven't seen him again. He's been missing now for eight days. It's literally as if this cat has vanished into thin air.
We purchased a live trap and set it up around the area of the last place we saw him. We have blankets and tuna inside. It has snowed once since he's been gone and also dropped down into the 20's a couple of nights. He is a spoiled indoor cat that sleeps in a king size bed with his parents. We know he has to be freaking out. We can only assume he was overstimulated by the outside and that's why he ran past our backdoor. I put up flyers in the neighborhood. But we are planning to take the live trap down tomorrow if he hasn't shown up.
We are sad and feeling the loss around here. Lucy was our first cat together and my first cat ever. Mat and I got him from my mom's neighbor in Tennessee back in 2005. We had just moved in together that summer and Lucy was our first baby. He was the test cat to see if we could be parents! He was also Mat's favorite. Mat took the news of this really hard at first but he's getting better now. Now I'm the sad one and also the one that is riddled with guilt over the fact that none of our cats wear collars and they are all front declawed. Even if someone finds him, they won't know who to return him to. It's not a good situation. We hope he just shows up on our doorstep one day but until then Lucy will be greatly missed.