What would you think if you flashed a light into the dark wooded area and saw 8 eyes looking back at you? I froze!
After all I had good reason to be totally afraid. Two of my cats met their fate with some animal attacking them. One in February 2020. Mama was her name and she had to have her leg amputated and her other leg that was bit on the knee and it never straighten out. Her leg is bowl legged but even so, she runs very fast on three legs. In December 2021, my Andy's back was broken by an animal and he had to be put down. Both of these cats refused to stay inside the house. After a while I would let them stay outside. I worried but I knew they always stayed near the house. So I was not worried about them running out into the busy road. I was concerned about what animal was in the area. With that knowledge of some wild animal out there, I now proceeded very slowly toward the eyes and it turned out to my surprise to be my escaped cats from the pole barn!
Apparently I did not place the hooks properly on the eyelet to lock the door. Fortunately the 4 ran into the pole barn to eat. Don't know how long they were out, but they were sure hungry. As I did a headcount, I saw that one cat was missing. His name was Thomas.
Over the five years I had them at the house I rented, I would always call out "Who could be so hungry" and they all would come running. So I called to Thomas. I tried very hard to coax him in with wet food-no luck. I could not stay any longer for I had to go down to feed the other cats at my old house. These were the cats I could not catch when I had to move. As it goes the two I left behind invited 4 others to have breakfast! I couldn't wait to come back home. I proceeded to chase him around the pole barn. I closed the door for fear the others would escape. Thomas was at the door and wanted to go back in but the door was closed. Round and round we went for a short spell. Finally, at some point I went into the pole barn. I figured by leaving the door open a little, Thomas may come in on his own. I distracted the inside cats into thinking I was going to feed them. Hurray, Thomas came running in. I quickly closed the door.
Boy, prayers do get answered. I mean I prayed as I ran round and round trying to have Thomas safely in the pole barn. Quickly I attached the hook and plus tied a wire to the handle to make sure no door opens.
Reflecting on this. Nothing like searching for a cat at 5 a.m. in the morning and feeling guilty while doing it. Oh well, such is life. The good news was that they did stay close to the pole barn. The funny part is if someone saw me running round and round the pole barn, they would probably think I was crazy or something.
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