The day I lost my way

Today I want to share with you a very traumatic expurrience.

I’m hoping this post will encourage other cats to speak out about getting lost instead of purrtending we’re fierce and independent, and denying the fact that our senses can sometimes let us down when trying to follow our scent home.

It was like any other day, I was going for a stroll around the block and heading back home when I made the wrong turn. I know cats are meant to be aware of their surroundings, but I’ve always been supurr ditsy.

I turned into a dark, gloomy alleyway. I’d heard rumours of a black cat lurking the area – you know what they say about black cats, they’re mischievous little creatures. This one certainly was, he owned the turf I was meowing on, so I made a run for it.

alley 2
The alley

Panicking, I lost my way and realised I was cornered between trees that were ambushing me from every direction. Dogs were patrolling the area with their big intrusive nostrils scarcely missing my little fluffy ears, it was clawful. Ugh, dogs off their leads is one of my biggest pet hates.

I was afraid and lonely and didn’t know where to go. I couldn’t meow my way home because that would just attract the attention of unwanted guests. Not only were there dogs, there were these long faced animals, one of which dribbled more than I do. My parents must have been wondering where I’d disapurred to for so long.

Trees
The scary jungle I got lost in

As I sat there hiding in the long green grass trying to remempurr my way home, I saw a tall figure walking towards me, and that’s when I realised it was dad, my purrtner in crime. He must have been looking for me. So I sprinted my little fluffy bum towards him, meowing for attention until he picked me up and cradled me into his jacket and took me home, where I slept like a kitten.

Sleeping Cat

Since that day, I’ve not gone more than 3 doors down from my house. Although I do get a little clawrious sometimes, I’m much happier knowing where I am and not getting lost.

My advice for all other cats out there is to stay true to yourself. If you’ve been a lap cat you’re entire life, like me, then don’t try and be anything different, you’re purrfect the way you are.

Mo x

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