Walter
My family took me on a camping trip from my home in Arkansas to Wyoming. On July 28, 2023, I went missing. I crawled out of the sunroof during a storm in an area
known as the Palisades.
Well, back before I was rescued by Bridget, my first family left me when they moved away. I had to learn pretty quickly how to catch crickets, birds and field mice if I was going to survive. It wasn’t until almost a year later that Bridget found me on the front porch of that house and took me home with her. She would tell you it was love at first sight!
Today I give thanks. Thanks to Bridget for never, ever giving up hope. You see, Bridget had a wonderful dog that had been with her a long time. He was a sweet dog, but he could no longer hear or see, so I took it upon myself to be his eyes and ears. The two of us were quite a sight in the neighborhood as I would herd him along the sidewalk and back home. Bridget will tell you that I helped her get thru the passing of her dog, but you know what, I think she helped me even more.
When I got lost in July, all those old hunting skills of mine from back in the day sure came in handy. Fortunately, I was able to fend for myself by hunting small birds, voles, squirrels, crickets and other insects and was pretty good at hiding from eagles, owls, foxes…and other predators. But in December, when it got really cold and snow began falling, I somehow found my way to Christine’s front porch. My leg was caught in my collar and I’m sure I looked pretty skinny, sad and worn out. Christine let me forage in her recycle/compost until she took me in with real cat food (mmmmm). She knew that my purple flea collar meant someone, somewhere must be missing me. She got me to Dr. Tina, the local Vet, to see if I was all ok and then took me to Lucky’s Place. But wait for it…when Mary Ann, the Director at Lucky’s Place, got word someone had found a cat with a purple flea collar, she remembered someone having lost a cat in the Palisades in the summer. Can you believe it!? Which brings me to today.
Thank you
…to Christine for gaining my trust with food and shelter when I showed up on her doorstep and especially for scooping me up and getting me to Lucky’s Place.
…to Mary Ann at Lucky’s Place for her great memory and for calling Bridget on Jan. 29th to describe me to her. Needless to say, there were a lot of joyful tears on that phone call. When I heard Bridget talking to me, man, oh man, did I purr!
…to the team at Lucky’s Place.
…to Jeannette for fostering and loving on me
…to the team that posted on Facebook to see if someone could get me to Arizona.
…to Christa who drove me all the way to the Jackson Airport to catch my flight!
…to Delta Airlines for allowing pets to fly
…and to Maurine for being my travel companion.
With love and gratitude,
Walter
