Monday, August 5, 2013

An Unplanned DAy

Actually the day had been planned for weeks.  Ana was going to do some work at her job for a few hours on Saturday morning – work that had to be done when the offices were not up and running, as it involved telephones.  After that, we were going to watch our favorite PBS mysteries and knit all day, fix dinner, eat it, and then watch and knit some more. Pretty straightforward, right?  Well suddenly there was a family picnic with the Hawaiian Guppies, and I hadn’t seen them in ages, so of course, we had to go to that.  So the new plan was to get up early, feed the Furry Ones, fix my salad for the picnic, fetch Ana, go to the picnic, and then come home and proceed with the original plan.  I fed The Furries, and while Tobias was lingering over his breakfast, as he is wont to do, I took Margaret for her walkies.  Margaret and I just coming back in when a grey flash leapt over Margaret, between my legs, and through the door.  And was gone!  My darling kitten!  The one who in the past has shown no interest in going outside. I looked for him but he was hiding somewhere, or worse yet, exploring. 

The other few times he has escaped, he has quickly realized his error, and has appeared mewing piteously at the back door in fairly short order.   But not this time.  He was gone ALL DAY!  I was frantic.  Ana and I prayed to St Anthony, St. Jude, St. Francis and St. Gertrude, patroness of cats.  (We also did practical things like walk about calling him, but praying seemed actually more practical in the circumstances.)  Becca and her friend Tina prayed to All of the Above, and to God Himself, of course.  Nothing.  Finally Ana texted our friend Mia who is a very efficacious prayer.  She said she would pray for the safe return of Tobias as her Mass intention at the 5:30 Mass.   Sure enough, at about 5:45, guess who strolled in, casual and assured as Maurice Chevalier, but with hair a little ruffled and collar gone, a la Marlon Brando.  He accepted a few joyful hugs, and then said, “I think it’s dinner time, ladies.”  Ana and I quickly accommodated him.  What a wonderful fellow he is.  Now, of course, top vigilance at every door opening is once again in order. 

And lest I forget the most important thing of all -  Thanks, Mia! You are amazing!


I. F. said...

TOBIAS!!!! How could you???!!!

Tootsie said...

I am so glad he returned, that he knew his way home. Frosty is an accomplished escape artist, if anyone even goes near a door, much yelling of "Watch the dog!" ensues.

Marta said...

Joanna...Have you ever read any of the books by Roger A. Caras? I am reading the "Cats of Thistle Hill. A Mostly Peaceable Kingdom."
I think you would enjoy the stories.
He is the head of SPCA and he and his family have a farm where they
take care of many animals. Each animal has its own personality.

If you haven't read it let me know and I'll save it for you.

Pru said...

Tobias Houdini Ryan, Adventure Cat.

Laura said...

I'm glad Tobias returned to hearth and home safely. He has a bit of an adventurous gleam in his eyes though. Don't you wish you knew what he was doing out there all day!