Absent Cat

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A short story for the weekend readers.

Has your cat or dog ever gone missing?

Lucy, Grandma’s grey cat, regular with daily routines was to change one spring day, causing a great worry to her mistress.

Lucy’s’ day began with the saucer of fresh cows’ milk and special cat food – - – - – chicken and turkey. This followed by going outside to do her business and tour the garden before coming indoors.  She would settle in her favourite chair by the fire in the kitchen during winter, or recline on the patio soaking up the sun. The afternoon routine Lucy explored around the home, never straying far but always back promptly at 4.00pm for her evening meal.

On this particular day all changed when Grandma put down the food at 4.00pm. There was no sign of Lucy.

Grandma prepared and ate her tea.  Half an hour passed and there was no sign of Lucy.  Standing on the patio Grandma called.  No sign of Lucy.  Back indoors and continued what she was doing.  An hour passed, still no indication of Lucy appearing. Grandma ate her tea and still no sign of her beloved cat. Standing on the patio she called. Still Lucy did not come into view.

Now she began to worry.  Putting on her coat Grandma left the house to search for her beautiful silver grey cat.

All around the estate she looked, calling, ‘Lucy, Lucy’ but no cat appeared.  After two and a half hours of searching she came back, tired and anxious, fearing the worst.  Possibilities were endless.  Cat catchers were known in the vicinity.

She may have been knocked down by car or even she had gone to someone else’s’ home.

Nights were now getting chilly.  Grandma decided to hunt out her hot water bottle from the airing cupboard.  The cover was grey.  Pulling open the door and placing her hand on the grey object she felt it move! 

Stepping back she watched aghast as the object stretched and me-owed.

It was Lucy!

She picked up the bundle of fluff and gave a cuddle.

“You poor thing.  Must have crept up and I didn’t notice you when I closed the door after putting my ironing away”.

Gently she carried her down-stairs and put her on the kitchen floor Grandma watched as a ravenous Lucy made a bee-line towards her food dishes to eat a very late tea.

Re-united, Grandma and Lucy were happy and content.

Lucy and Grandma went up to bed where Lucy

Once Lucy had finished she followed Grandma upstairs to bed.  Together they settled down and Lucy serenaded her mistress to sleep with purring.

About marystreasurechest

Life provided me a long variety of experiences in skills, careers and hobbies. Countryside, nature, gardening, reading, cooking, knitting, cross-stitch. Originally from Reading/Newbury areas, now reside in S. Wales. Writing stories, telling tales of everyday life . 'Spotty' my Welsh Collie Sheepdog, keeps me busy with walks in the country, shopping, visiting friends. & family. Take a peep in my 'treasure chest' and enjoy your read. All work on this site is copyright of the owner

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