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Bert
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Bert has not returned to us.
We have not been able to find him.
Our son named him Bert after Bert Lahr the Cowardly Lion, but he was not inclined to be a by-the-fire pussycat. He loved to be out in the barn. He loved to be out in the night.
He appeared here mysteriously, spent the first winter competing with the raccoon for attic space. I said I wasn’t going to have another cat in the house. But he would sit, regally, under the dogwood tree where we could see him out our bedroom window. Such a beautiful animal. And then one day in spring when we opened the windows, I found him clinging to the outside sill, trying to effect an entrance.
So we opened the door and invited him in.
Now he’s gone as mysteriously as he came.
Though I fear it isn’t such a mystery. Coyotes were howling in the night about the time he disappeared.
We miss his antic spirit in our lives.
Bert
8 Responses to “Bert”
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I wondered, but was afraid to ask. So sorry, Sherry. A part of our heart goes with them when they disappear like that.
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It’s hard not knowing what happened to an animal you loved so much.
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Thanks, Gin & Helen. TR is bereft of his two constant companions, Bert and Peanut. It’s hard for him because he works at home.
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Sorry you have this empty nest. Hang in there.
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Aw! I still think about a cat we had when I was a teenager – Inky. Never did find out where he went! Guess that is why I only have indoor kitties now. Perhaps he will find his way back home soon
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I’m so sorry. The loss of a friend leaves such a hole. Though you may eventually have another companion, no one will ever replace Bert. He was lucky to have you and TR in his life.
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First Peanut and now Burt–I’m so sorry.
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Thanks everybody for expressions of sympathy about Bert — and Peanut. We are very sad. Virtual hugs help.
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