I'm Back with a Very Sad Cristmas Story.

Hey Evfurry one,

MY goodness gracious it feels good to be able to get on the computer again and post to my blog.

Time has just flown by since I last posted. Pellie has been real sick and has hardly gotten out of bed - so of course I have been very busy providing warmth and entertainment for her. She also read books, watched the Hallmark channel, slept and cried a lot.

Why was she crying you ask - well it’s kind of a sad story - you see two Fridays ago , a stay kitty showed up on our porch - and every time Pellie got up to go to the bath room she would check to see if he was still on the chair and he was. She started calling him Midnight cuz he was pretty much all black as far as we could see. When Sir Knight came home from work at midnight - she had him out there trying to catch Midnight - to bring him in the house. Well that little guy/gal was not to be caught - ran like the wind every time the door opened. Pellie thought maybe he belonged to our crazy cat lady on the block - well she hoped he did - so he wouldn’t be staying out all night. First Thing Sat morning when she got up - she rushed to check on Midnight - there he was sleeping on our chair on the porch. We called the shelter but they had no one available to try and trap little Midnight - Pellie was getting real worried - It was suppose to get below zero that night. So she sent Sir Knight to Wal-Mart to buy a couple totes and something suitable for insulation.
By using directions found on the internet - Sir Knight built a shelter for the poor kitten - if he was to be out in the night again - he also set out food and water. We watched and watched but never saw Midnight even poke his nose in for a look around. Pellie was too sick to get too involved in our rescue attempts and that really upset her and sure didn’t help in her own recovery. On Sunday morning Sir Knight bundled up and went out to shovel the snow off the driveway and low and behold there was Midnight snug in the shelter -watching him. After he did his shoveling he hurried in to tell Pellie that Midnight not only found our shelter - he used it. Oh we all were so happy! If we could keep him safe the shelter would send someone out Monday. Fresh food and water were taken out for Midnight and at one point he was once again sleeping on our chair. Then all of a sudden he took off - Sir Knight looked all around the house for him - but he was not to be found. He never came back to the shelter - and we never saw him on that Monday, either - so we hoped and hoped that he had found his way home.
But Tuesday morning when Pellie got up - she wandered into the craft room to get a book and there in our back yard lay poor Midnight dead. He had found his way home - but it was to the rainbow bridge.
Pellie cried and cried and Sir Knight and I were worried she would make herself sicker than she was. The rescue shelter came and said no one had stated an interest in finding a kitten like Midnight - so Sir Knight gave him a rather shallow grave in the garden behind our shed - not much more could be done as the earth was pretty frozen. It really looked like he was trying to get back to our little shelter - but just couldn’t make it.

Rest in Peace sweet little Midnight.

After telling you this story, I’m kind of watery in the eyes again myself - so I think - I will go find Pellie and snuggle up for some love.

Purrs,
Genghis

This is a picture of Midnight that Sir Knight shot with some kind of long range lens, since Midnight would never let him get close to him. He kind of Looks like a young version of my brofur Dale, maybe they will play together at the Rainbow Bridge.