I can't believe it. I have only been a member here for just over two weeks, and I was hoping I would never have to post here.
Last night I remember not seeing all four of my boys before I went to bed. Paddy was missing. This is nothing new - they are all outdoor boys and usually spend the night-time causing havoc in the neighbourhood.
I was a little more concerned this morning when he didn't come home for breakfast, and called him for a long while before I set off for work. My other half is working nights this week, and got home about nine, and I had called him to let him know PadCat hadn't come home - he walked around the estate as well, but to no avail. We phoned the vets' to see if anyone had reported a lost/injured cat, and I cursed myself for not putting his collar back on (I took it off a few days ago after he injured his neck, as the collar was irritating the sore skin)
By the time I got home at 6, I was well and truly fearing the worst, and wrapped up warm to do a proper search. I walked all round the houses, where I know he sneaks into peoples gardens, and called till I was hoarse.
In desperation I venture further afield, and eventually walked about 2 miles to the main road at the bottom of the estate. About 500 yards down the road, the street light caught a glimmer of something on the grass verge - a little bright cats' eye, unblinking in darkness. My poor sweet, darling little man
It looks as if he was hit hard, and I guess knew nothing about it - he is hardly marked - just a little trickle of blood on his cheek, but he just looks asleep. A kind passer-by, or whoever hit him, has moved him off the road, so he didn't receive any further damage, he looks very peaceful. I guess he had been there since last night - I imagine he was on his way home from his adventures but never made it. I carried him home, still and cold, and we have laid him in the shed for now - wrapped in him favourite blanket until tomorrow - I can't bear to bury him here, as I think the others will know and worry, so my lovely mum-in-law has asked if I would like to bury him in her garden amongst the flowers - we're going to go tomorrow evening and lay him to rest.
I have been breaking my heart thinking of him lying there alone in the cold all day - but at least I found him and brought him home.
Poor Max is beside himself, he followed me half way round the estate crying for his brother - they were brothers, sparring partners and best friends. Ben and Melchett are a little more solitary, but Max is going to struggle.
Rest in Peace my darling Paddy boy - I will miss you more than you will ever know
Last night I remember not seeing all four of my boys before I went to bed. Paddy was missing. This is nothing new - they are all outdoor boys and usually spend the night-time causing havoc in the neighbourhood.
I was a little more concerned this morning when he didn't come home for breakfast, and called him for a long while before I set off for work. My other half is working nights this week, and got home about nine, and I had called him to let him know PadCat hadn't come home - he walked around the estate as well, but to no avail. We phoned the vets' to see if anyone had reported a lost/injured cat, and I cursed myself for not putting his collar back on (I took it off a few days ago after he injured his neck, as the collar was irritating the sore skin)
By the time I got home at 6, I was well and truly fearing the worst, and wrapped up warm to do a proper search. I walked all round the houses, where I know he sneaks into peoples gardens, and called till I was hoarse.
In desperation I venture further afield, and eventually walked about 2 miles to the main road at the bottom of the estate. About 500 yards down the road, the street light caught a glimmer of something on the grass verge - a little bright cats' eye, unblinking in darkness. My poor sweet, darling little man
I have been breaking my heart thinking of him lying there alone in the cold all day - but at least I found him and brought him home.
Poor Max is beside himself, he followed me half way round the estate crying for his brother - they were brothers, sparring partners and best friends. Ben and Melchett are a little more solitary, but Max is going to struggle.
Rest in Peace my darling Paddy boy - I will miss you more than you will ever know
