Superstitious nonsense

I am not a superstitious person.  Really I am not!  But sometimes you really do begin to wonder…..

Miss Molly

Miss Molly

 

 

 

On Friday, yes the 13th, Miss Molly my BLACK cat disappeared.  I was a little worried, it was raining and there was thunder about.  Normally at the first clap of thunder she comes running inside and hides under the bed – but there was no sign of her.  She also usually comes when called and nothing.  Not even at dinner time.  We went to bed but left some windows open for her.  We did not sleep very well and keep getting up to call her or see if she had come inside.  Nothing.  At one stage the dogs started to bark so hubby got up to go and investigate.  Our house is in a U shape, so if you stand on one side you can see the roof on the other.  On the roof was a HUGE owl!  Yikes, black cat, Friday 13th and now a huge owl on our roof.  I was beginning to get slightly nervous.  Actually who am I kidding, I did not sleep all night!  On Saturday there was still no sign of her.

 

Molly eating Dukes food

Molly eating Dukes food

I walked the neighbourhood flat, but refused to panic.  Until about 4pm, then I called the Animal Welfare, the vets and put up posters in the local shopping centers and on lamp posts.  I walked around some more (so much for the “off” day on my program) calling her name.  NOTHING!!!  Another sleepless night followed.

 

I decided to go cycling the next morning.  I felt there was not much else I could do at home.  Hubby said he would walk around some more and if anything changed he would call me.  I must admit that the last thing I felt like doing was cycling.

 

Miss Molly and Bacardi taking over the dogs' bed

Miss Molly and Bacardi taking over the dogs' bed

But anyway, I went and kept my phone close!  After about an hour on the bike I got a phone call.  He had found her and she was fine!!!!  Oh THANK YOU!  She was apparently about 500m away from our house but trapped in the storm water drains.  We think she had gotten lost in the tunnels and could not get out.  When hubby went walking he kept calling her name and when he passed one of the gratings he heard her meouw.  Luckily he was able to get the grating off the drain and get her out.  She seemed none the worse for wear. 

 

After all my muttering and cursing about people speaking on their cell phones while driving her I was on my bicycle! 

 

Not even the rain could get me down on that cycle and we ending up doing 132km.

 

So Friday the 13th, black cats and owls on roof’s – all superstitious nonsense…….

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