I've been spending a good chunk of time moping around, and sighing. Watching the empty doorway, and willing a certain little black and white cat to show up. The living room curtains were opened early in the morning, and left open until long after it got dark.
Bootsie has been gone for almost two weeks, and frankly neither of us were dealing with it very well. He was very sick again and we can only assume that he is being kept inside during his convalescence.
We diligently checked the potting bench many times a day, and watched the patio flooring for signs of little wet paw prints. Nothing.
Until last night, when his highness finally showed up, demanding attention and food, as if nothing had happened.
I missed him since I was working late, and have been checking the door for my prodigal kitty every 10 minutes, all day long. Not much else gets done.
Finally today I heard a faint scratching on the patio windows. Jumping up, my heart singing, I quickly let his highness in. A big cuddle was enjoyed more by me than the squirming bundle of inpatient kitty. Then we were off to discover what delights lay in wait for him in the fridge.
He is battle scarred, but he looks none the worse for wear, and seems to be up to his old haunts again. Sitting on the potting bench, surveying his kingdom, until he headed off to the next place on his route.
Jen .. is Bootsie just a visitor ? .. do you know who actually owns him ? .. he is one gorgeous fellow .. and these are great pictures of him. I hope he is totally healed and in good spirits (which by your description he really seems to be !).. a black and white cat makes me think "dressed in a tuxedo" kind of a James Bond, little guy there : )
ReplyDeleteHe does have a certain "regal" air, doesn't he? That comes through loud and clear in your photos! ;o) Glad the prodigal prince has returned...
ReplyDeleteI'm glad he found his way home. Our only outdoor cat Evo, just got back from an adventure himself. He always seems to do that this time of year. Taking one last galavant around the area, getting into mischief. I can only assume that this is his way of saying goodbye to summer. It hurts like hell on the heart when he's gone though.
ReplyDeleteAhh kitties.
He probably was off visiting his girlfriend. Glad he came back home.
ReplyDeleteYou, my dear, are a writer.
ReplyDeleteI think it's time you claimed that.
This was another brilliant post that conjured mental images up for me that the actual photos only hinted at. Bootsie is, indeed, a lovely fellow who clearly knows a good thing when he's found it. (love the little tooth sticking out on the last photo).
Isn't that just like a finicky feline, to nonchalantly stroll in as if nothing was amiss. I hope you gave him a good talking to, after you cuddled him, fed him, rubbed his belly, and talked to him in baby talk. (C'mon, we know you did that.)
ReplyDeleteAwwww, he's such a cutie!
ReplyDeletePoor Bootsie! I have lots of kitty stories as well. Isn't it crazy how those little 'stinker's can steal our hearts.
ReplyDeleteI am bookmarking your page - FABULOUS work!
Happy Autumn Gardening.
He looks great, wouldn't it be nice to know about his adventures? Apparently he is a good hunter..I did notice a little belly to rub there! :)
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ReplyDeleteHe does look well, but seeing the shaved spots on his front leg, and then the one on his throat was unnerving. They must have had to resort to IV this time to save him. He is prone to some sort of chest cold/virus, and he just got over one in September.
We do know that he lives across the street, and I have spoken to one of his "people". They are very caring and wonderful, and it is hard to believe that he can get so sick. If you saw him, you would never believe it is the same cat.
Carolynn, to receive such a wonderful compliment, from a gifted writer as yourself, means even more to me. Your talent shines, and maybe some of it is rubbing off as inspiration on me. Thankyou very much!
Jen
I love cats! I love my cats, and I love reading about other people's cats. I can totally empathize with how tough it must have been to wait for Bootsie to recover. (((HUGS))) I'm glad he is on his way to being his old self again.
ReplyDeleteWelcome back Bootsie! Ever thought about getting a cat to call your own...?
ReplyDeleteYea Jen ~ sleep well tonight! Great photos ... Bootsie is very photogenic.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful feline individual ;-) I'm eternally grateful to Blotanical for showing me the way to your delightful blog. And so glad your highness is back to warm up your heart. They OWN us anyway, we can just sit and wait for their next mischievous deed.
ReplyDeleteaww, i'm so glad he came home. what a beautiful cat. I wanted a black and white cat but my daughter wanted an all gray one, so guess what we got?
ReplyDeleteglad there was a happy ending to your story.
That's great he came home! Years ago we had an ol' boy that would make us worry...once for two months! Always came back with battle scars and wanting for the 'things' he'd left behind, as if he never had!
ReplyDeleteOh I'm so glad Bootsie is back! You know, we have a neighbor's cat named Mooch that looks like Bootsie and I've had to stop myself a number of times as I almost accidentally call him "Bootsie" because of seeing your blog posts! Isn't that funny?
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