10/28/2025
I have some bad news. Kitty (also known as Lucy) has taken off and has not returned.
As most of you know I decided this past summer to pack up my things and hit the road. I wanted to travel and see the country for a while. At first, I thought I needed to find a home for Lucy, but nobody wanted her. She had all of her claws and wasn't a cute little kitten anymore. Not even the shelters would take her. My daughter Samantha offered to take her to live on her acreage in the country (thanks, Sam), but I wasn't sure how that would go since she was an indoor cat. Then my friends suggested I take her with me. I thought she'd never even get in the van! She did surprisingly well after getting used to it. It took her about a week, which was incredible since she was so skittish. (You see, she was a rescue from the Manchester dog pound when she was only weeks old). On the road, we even developed a routine. She would always curl up and ride in the passenger's seat as we drove. She always used her kitty pan. She never made a mess. I would take her to parks to prowl around, and at each day's end, I would let her out with no leash or collar, and she would return after about 5 minutes. This was the same as our routine when we were together in the house. We drove all the way from Iowa to the Atlantic Ocean and then to the Pacific Ocean (this trip that I am currently taking).
About a week and a half ago, we pulled into Everett to stay at my cousin's place for a few days. She was really anxious to get out of the car, and we were in a suburban yet very wooded area, so I decided to let her out right away and let her do her kitty things. She started out sniffing around the van, and a car went by, and she started trotting off to the woods in the back of my cousin's house. I started to chase after her but stopped when I remembered how she would just run away from me faster. I sat down in the back of our van home in my chair and waited for her to come back. She never did.
My cousin and I tried everything to find her, but she's gone for good, I'm afraid. We put her food and water out in her bowls next to her kitty cave that my newly found cousin in the Netherlands bought her. (thank you, Suzan) I put her favorite baby toys (mousie toys) in it too. My cousin contacted all the neighbors and even printed out a lost kitty sign. (thank you, Jonathan) I consistently left the van door open, so when she returned, she could jump right in. There are a lot of coyotes in the area I guess. I am heartbroken and feel like a bad parent for bringing her on this trip.
So, from here on out I will be going it on my own. I'm ok with that as I am a loner of sorts. I sure did enjoy our time together though. I will miss her cuddling up to me at night and her talking back to me when I talked to her. I will also miss her purring as she sniffed at my eyes with her soft nose each morning to wake me.
I love cats. I am a cat. I am the cat whisperer, but I don't think I'll ever have another one - especially like her.