Day 1086 Gloom

 

It was a beautiful day at the beach—another perfect 10, weather-wise. In other news, though, not everything feels so perfect. Peps has been MIA for a few days now, long enough that I’m really starting to worry. She tends to wander, hunting and prowling, but usually comes back every morning to eat and show off her catch.

Each morning this past weekend, I’ve woken up and gone to every door expecting to see her waiting. But she’s just... not there. I’m crossing my fingers she’s on a walkabout and will turn up soon, but my soul aches without her.

And as if a missing Peps wasn’t bad enough, I lost my Apple Watch at the beach! I had placed it in the side pocket of my chair before going into the water (still not getting my eye wet, but the rest of me enjoyed the dip). I called Tim, who was still at the beach, to look for it—though, let’s be honest, he can’t even find the ketchup in the fridge. So I drove back to search myself. I combed the sand high and low, retracing my steps to where I left my chair... nothing.

I wanted to cry, but I’m not even sure if it was about the watch or just the growing worry in my chest over Peps. I might call the local veterinary clinic to ask if someone brought in an injured cat. Or maybe reach out to animal rescue? I’m just not sure what steps to take. I only know that I want her to come home...and soon! 

My whole life, I’ve had cats—some fantastic, others not so great—Peps is right up there with Black Kitty, one of the absolute best and irreplaceable. 

If you’re reading this, please send good thoughts and safe-return energy her way. She’s more than just a pet—she’s part of our family. And home doesn’t feel right without her.  So much for my beautiful beach day, that darn dark cloud of gloom seemed to follow me!!