“We love. The loving propensity is there. Even we have no family… Sometimes we keep pets, cats and dogs, to love. So we are, by nature we used to love somebody else.”
The Nectar of Devotion — Vrndavana, October 24, 1972
Simon is my wife’s cat. He is has not been heard from for several days. The first morning he didn’t show up, Vidya was immediately worried. She checked all the places where he might normally have gotten himself shut into but he was nowhere to be found.
Not being so intuitive, I figured he would eventually show up but with still no sign of him, even I am conceding he has meet foul play. What that may have been may never be known.
If hit by a car his body would have been by the road but it isn’t. Going a mile out the lane that runs through our property there are a couple of dens of coyotes which I never see but know they are there and a pack of them could take out a cat and no trace would be left.
My wife has been affectionate to the cat and is feeling the touch of her own mortality as a result of its going missing.
Why would this be bloggable? Well, secret revealed, my primary purpose in writing this blog is to communicate with my 5 children and to leave a record for my grandchildren, so Simon going missing is big family news.
I started this blog while I was going through a nose dive while in End Stage Liver Disease, with inevitable death a near possibility. Unfortunately, I lived, and am now in the habit of grinding it out, and since news of Simon’s demise is of interest to my family, it is today’s post.
It is a bad time of year for the cat to go missing, as all the young rodents will be leaving their mother and looking for new homes so we will be vulnerable to damage. A cat helps control mice and rats so most rural households will have one.
Simon was a cat Vidya and Tulasi saved from the pound. He had been taken from a home that was raided by the police for some reason and so had a little moment of fame because he was mentioned in the newspaper report of the raid.
I am not big on cats other than their function as a mouser but I know many are, so for any cat lovers out there, you can sympathize with my wife.
And no, she is NOT immediately ready for a kitten so put down that phone and don’t call.
May 30, 2008 at 2:54 am
I’d be a wreck! Poor Vidya.
What does Simon look like? We’ll keep an eye out since we’re both up that way all the time…
I may have one for her though…there’s a local cat that’s currently being taken care of, who needs a new home. :)
May 30, 2008 at 9:29 am
He is half siamese and really looks like it — siamese color but a slightly different bodily configuration.
May 30, 2008 at 8:53 pm
Poor Simon. Makes me sad. He could still be alive though. Pawzy disappeared for weeks at time and would return. Vraja
May 30, 2008 at 9:09 pm
That was during a storm one time when he was hanging out with his girlfriend at Paramdham’s.
His territory was that part of the ridge where we used to live and he would go back and visit it.
Simon only lived at this house, but yes, there is some faint hope he would return.