......We have just had the most horrible few days..........
......My most beloved Bix, disappeared for three days.......and i cant tell you how distraught i have been.......he had his breakfast as usual at six o'clock Thursday morning, went out over the back wall to do his business, like he does,,,,,then never came back...
....He quite often goes for a little wander around the back of the shops where i live and has a poke about, and then climbs up on walls and peers into other peoples windows,, and he is always back indoors within half an hour,, and he always comes when i call him..................................but not Thursday....
......I called for him all day long....and when it got to nine o'clock in the evening.....i burst into tears...i couldn't help but imagine the worst...
....Mr Pixie and i walked all round town calling his name, but no answer....we stapled up lost cat posters everywhere, and put leaflets through doors.....we then went home to bed, to wait for the next day to start the search all over again....
.....By Saturday..every house had a flyer posted through the letter box and every one new he was missing,,every shed at the allotments where looked in and every run down building was checked...............no Bix...
.....Then late Saturday afternoon, after more tears were shed,, Mr Pixie said he just wanted to recheck the empty building waiting for a refit, that is not far from our house,,,i said i couldn't see the point as we had already been there two days before with a step ladder in the rain calling him and there was no answer...but he said he just had a feeling that we needed to go back.......so back we went with the step ladder and crept round the back of the building once more, we were in fact trespassing so we had to be very quiet.......Whilst i was at the bottom of the ladder while Mr Pixie was on the roof i thought i heard a very distant meow......so i held my breath.....then called 'Bix',,,and i heard the meow again...so i called again 'Bix', and the meow came again but much nearer........and there he was, i could just see him inside this horrible building looking all dusty and very frightened.......and of course i burst into tears again...only this time with complete joy..................we managed to hoist him out and get him back home...........he was very hungry i can tell you and so so pleased to be back home...........................................................
..........Mr Pixie just had a feeling he was in there, even though we had checked..........amazing.x
.....The feelings of complete sadness filled my life for three days, and i just couldn't stop crying........i really believed i had lost him forever.....and now he's back home, safe and warm again........and reunited with Molly, who has been meowing for him for three days........x
.....my heart is healed again..x
pixie