Did I mention we thought Diesel killed the cat about a month ago?
Yep, the husband called me at work one morning and said he gotta ahold of Miss Kitty. Didn't look good. She might be dead when I got home. That's always something to look forward to. I got home that night, no Miss Kitty. Next day, no Miss Kitty. Two weeks, no Miss Kitty. We figured she had went off to die.
Miss Kitty came with the place. The day we moved in, she came out of the barn to greet us. Tough cat that put up with all the dogs. But always managed to stay one step ahead.
Then, two weeks ago Saturday, Miss Kitty appeared in the barn. We were so happy to see she was alive and well. Don't know where she'd been. And after Saturday, she disappeared again. Guess she figured our barn wasn't the safest place around anymore.
Then, out of nowhere, she showed up again yesterday evening. Ready to be fed and pet. The husband had let the dogs out and walked out to the barn. Noticed Miss Kitty and managed to wrangle the dogs back in the yard. She seemed happy, rubbing against my legs and purrin'. She went out in the pasture with us as we messed with the heifers and babies. (She's our cowcat. Really, she goes out with us when we work the cattle near the barn. Never seen anything like it.)
Don't know if she'll be out there today. Once Diesel saw her yesterday, he started jumping and whinin', wantin' out of the yard. He always runs straight to the barn lookin' for her. He doesn't realize that his rough mastiff puppy play is a little too much for a kitty.
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