[Ashley V]

I started tearing up reading your last couple posts. I do hope you find Cookie and SOON!


Just for a bit of encouragement....
When I was little (about 7), our indoor cat snuck outside one night and was attacked by our very large dog. My mom didn't realize she had snuck outside but heard a commotion out there and ran out when she realized our cat was being killed. My mom had left the sliding glass door open hoping our cat would run back inside, but instead she ran over the fence and into the great beyond. My mom grabbed me up real fast as it was late and I was asleep and we went searching the streets. We found her and tried to get her to come to us, but she was wild eyed in fear and ran in the other direction. She had absolutely no claws at all. My mom and I searched for days. I had even drawn a picture of her and my mom said I carried it everywhere and went up to every police officer and asked if they had seen my kitty. My mom and I would see little things around the house and burst out crying. It was heart wrenching. 35 days later my mom is on the phone with my grandmother and was about to say good night and go to bed when she heard a faint meowing noise outside by the front door. My mom knew immediately before even looking outside that it was Squeaker (our cat). She hung up real quick and opened the door and sure enough Squeaker bolted in, jumped up on my mom and my mom said that my cat literally hugged her, which is odd because she never was a very affectionate cat. She came back with only a scab on her chin, a small cut across her nose, and pretty skinny. Somehow she survived 35 days with no claws and found her way home, all by herself.