Monday, January 19, 2009

Cat-astrophe

So this weekend I had my first major catastrophe… Murphy ran away… silly as it sounds, I guess he jumped off the balcony… my 17.5# kitty jumped off the balcony… that’s the only explanation dc and I can come up with… the last time we saw him was about 7:00 Saturday night… we’ve walked miles and searched for hours… we’ve driven around… I called the animal shelter this morning but they didn’t pick him up… I’m about to make some fliers to put up in the apartment complex and put an ad in the paper… I’m so worried about him… he’s never been outside before, not like this anyways, it was always “supervised”…
About how he “escaped”… the lady who lived there before us had put chicken wire up over the balcony slats to keep her dog from squeezing out… one corner of it had been pulled back and for the longest time I always watched Mazzy & Murphy while they were outside… they’ve only been going out on the balcony since I’ve lived there- about 7.5 months… they never did anything outside, just sat in the sun or looked out the slats… dc and I are guessing that he squeezed out of the slats and chicken wire… saying all this, he had to really work to get out…
We put food out where he jumped at, hoping that he will realize hey, this is my food, this is home… nothing yet… none of his food is gone… there are so many places that he could have gone… the possibilities are endless…. Into several neighborhoods, across the street to the golf course, under bushes or cars… like I said, we’ve searched and searched, both at night and during the day…
Mazzy on the other hand is back to her “old” (read: pre-Murphy) self… she’s happy and content now being the only kitty… I just hope she’s not the only kitty for long and that he comes home soon… I keep looking around for him, thinking I’ll see him somewhere… that he’ll just be sitting there…
I’m devastated to say the least… I can’t quit crying and I feel so helpless… Saturday night when dc and I were driving around I kept thinking, so this is what it feels like when your child runs away…. I’m hoping Murphy finds his way home or that we find him… I just want him to come back home!!! I keep thinking, did I treat him so bad that he just had to run away… is there something I could have done differently? I hope he knows that I’m searching for him endlessly and that I’m not happy that he’s gone… please send out good thoughts for Murphy… that he comes home soon!!!

2 comments:

kilax said...

Poor Murphy! You must be feeling so devastated! I wish I was there to give you a big hug and help search for him. Keep the search up. Put up the fliers. You'll find him :)

Gina (Mannyed) said...

OMG! Poor Murphy! I can understand your devastation. I'm PRAYING that Murphy turns up really, really soon. He was just probably being curious and now he's wishing he was back with you. Sending good thoughts...keep us updated!