This is my cat, Wilbur.
We’ve had Wilbur for 9 years. For many reasons, Wilbur has had to be an outdoor kitty the last 2 years, but I have loved and adored my little ho of a cat. For those new here, Wilbur is a girl (yes, I knew that when I named her.). She was in the very small percentile that went into heat despite getting fixed. She went into heat OFTEN and had a LOT of, er…’boyfriends’ named, ‘Tom’.
Thus, the custom cat collar (and her description on my “The Cast” page) I made TOTALLY FIT HER:
We rescued her as a tiny baby kitten from our unfinished, outdoor-access basement in the dead of winter. Her mother was gone and we found all her siblings dead of the bitter cold (which I’ve never quite gotten over seeing), but we found this tiny cotton ball mewing in a pile of insulation. I BEGGED to keep her, even though Jonathan hates cats. When I was separated from him for 6-months, she was my only comfort at night. (He was none toopleased to discover she had taken his spot in bed when he came back.)
Wilbur has been missing for several weeks.
We’ve looked and called everywhere.
It’s been bitterly cold here.
One night got down to -15 degrees.
We’ve accepted she’s never coming back.
And that I may never know what happened to her.
And I just…want to cry.
I miss you, kitty.