Friday, 3 June 2016

Albert Went Missing ! ........*#~+!

I'm typing this in the wee small hours after a  " graveyard" shift. This post is a bookend post from yesterday. The first was an emotional romp about being tubby. The second was a more uplifting post about the excitement fellow villager Chris Cairns had for the sudden appearance of a majestic Red Kite......so the third is going be a kind of worrying post about Albert!
Any why not?.
Yesterday, I was waiting in for the plumber to arrive. He had been booked to replace an immersion heater and after three false starts arrived at midday wanting tea and sympathy.
He got the tea and Winnie gave him the sympathy, as she studiously watched his every move in the airing cupboard within six inches of his spanner!
" what does she want?" the plumber asked nervously as her big brown eyes never left his hands
" she's just nosey " I told him " She loves strangers" 
I am sure his hands were shaking just a little.
Anyhow, as he was working away, I went to feed the hens and as I did Graham ( the local sheep and odd job man ) stopped his pick up.
He asked me if Albert was ok, and when I said I hadn't seen him since our 5 am dog walk , he informed me that he had been told that a black cat had been taken to the vets on the main road after being hit by a car.
Shit!
I hurried into the cottage but he was nowhere to be seen , so as Winnie made moo moo eyes at the plumber And with a heavy heart I rang the vets .
The conversation went something like this
Me " Have you had a black cat brought in from Trelawnyd?"
Receptionist : " yes is he yours?...can you describe him?"
Me: " he is black and has a old broken right leg and always looks very  surprised "
Receptionist " Well he's unconscious at the moment so I can't see his expression " she said unhelpfully
Me: " He also has a tiny white spot on his chest! "
Receptionist  ( hearing my exasperation) " I will check"
As I waited nervously , I could hear the plumber telling Winnie to get her face out of his toolbox, and moments later the receptionist came back to tell me that thankfully that  no white mark could be seen
I hung  up feeling happy and slightly guilty!

Anyhow Two hours later Albert sauntered into the living room without so much as a kiss my arse look and he enjoyed an earwash by Mary within seconds.

Animals ....they will be the death of me.
Mary having her lughole licked







50 comments:

  1. Ah, cats. They don't call, they don't write...
    They come and go as they please.
    I'm so glad that Albert is safe and home.

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  2. I am out looking for one or another of my cats daily...worrying and stewing then my husband comes in the house...."found your damn cat"

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  3. That was a scare! Glad that Albert's alright.

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  4. So happy Albert is back home, safe and sound.

    cheers, parsnip and thehamish

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  5. Cats choose to stay ignorant of our misery when they wander. Good that he's home.

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  6. Glad he has returned to the warmth of your bosom! Cats are indeed mysterious creatures! But love them just the same.

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  7. The beginning of this post had me scared for Albert. I'm so relieved that he's ok.

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  8. Ack - cats - I was sure that one of our indoor-only cats had gotten out in the two seconds the door was open last time the plumber was here. There was still snow on the ground and I tracked "my" cat's footprints through all the neighbours' back yards, rattling the food dish and going weepy and panicky by turns. I even went back in the house twice and looked from top to bottom. Finally I gave up, walked back into the house and there was the cat stretched out on the kitchen floor. I feel your pain.

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  9. Dolly wants to know what happened to the plumber.
    Dolly from Oz

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  10. I can strongly identify with this post. My three cats literally drive me crazy with their incessant comings and goings - and mysterious disappearances. There have been dozens of times when I was positive that one or the other was gone forever.

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  11. Well, my heart stopped! Glad Albert is ok. I would never let a cat roam where I live. House cats can live very long and happy lives.

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    1. Outdoor cats can also live long and very happy lives.

      Much more common for cats to be solely indoor in North America

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  12. Add me to the people who just panicked. I am so glad that the little black bastard is safe. And I do call both my black cats that when they have worried me.

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  13. So glad for that happy, if exasperated, ending! Cats!

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  14. Cats, kind of like teenagers, but quieter.

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  15. Oh my goodness - how worrying. Just glad that he sauntered in.

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  16. A missing cat scare? Tell me about it! Whenever my all-black, now 17-year-old Blackso is missing for longer than, say, two hours, the fretting starts - and I'm out down the road voicing a sibilant "Pssst, pssst, pssst", looking in all the gardens - and if after a couple more hours he still hasn't appeared I do the tour again, surreptitiously lifting the lids on other people's refuse bins, knowing how there are some hideously cruel individuals around to create my worst nightmare. Then he'll eventually turn up without the slightest acknowledgement of my sweated concern, ignoring my chiding, only concerned that I give him a feed! Honestly! I ask you! He puts years and years on me, turning yet more of my hair white, if not making it drop out!
    Anyway, you can appreciate how relieved I am to read of Albert's 'resurrection'. Phew!

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  17. Phew so stressful glad Albert is ok, cats always seem to have their own agenda.

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  18. Glad that Albert was OK. My present cat, now 17, and rarely leaves the house, used to go missing for hours when he was young. I spent a lot of that time sobbing with worry!

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  19. Last week one of our cats an unremarkable black cat called ebony did not arrive for breakfast , hubby called him repeatedly he even made a no ice like a sardine but no sign of him , he looked everywhere but eventually we went shopping . On the road round the corner by the farm there was a dead black cat , we decided to look on the way back , anyway stopped the car just a normal black cat . We took it home and hubby went to bury it it the woods where we have our pet graveyard , whilst he was in the woods in stills one unremarkable black cat named ebony , bugger buried the wrong cat . The conclusion we came to was that it was a cat from the farm probably with some vague relationship to our cat .

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  20. Last week one of our cats an unremarkable black cat called ebony did not arrive for breakfast , hubby called him repeatedly he even made a no ice like a sardine but no sign of him , he looked everywhere but eventually we went shopping . On the road round the corner by the farm there was a dead black cat , we decided to look on the way back , anyway stopped the car just a normal black cat . We took it home and hubby went to bury it it the woods where we have our pet graveyard , whilst he was in the woods in stills one unremarkable black cat named ebony , bugger buried the wrong cat . The conclusion we came to was that it was a cat from the farm probably with some vague relationship to our cat .

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  21. So pleased Albert is ok and Winnie enjoyed herself watching the plumbeer :)

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  22. That black cat belongs to the lady in the house next to alun and Lynne .

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    1. Did it survive jason?

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    2. Not sure . The lad who found her said he had called the vets the day after ( yesterday ) and she was still alive .

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  23. Oh Graham told me it had just happened! There's info third had for you!

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  24. oh man! furkids will age you faster than nothing else. did the plumber finish his job and give winnie a head scratch?

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  25. I'm sorry for the cat at the vets, but sure glad Albert made it safe back home.
    I understand the feeling "the animals will be the death of me" completely. I have to deal with that on an almost daily basis and that includes wildlife, going about their normal business, giving me panic attacks because 'they must be in distress'.

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  26. Good old Albert. I am glad he's well :)

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  27. Ack. This reminds me of why I no longer have cats - they used to worry me silly and I don't have the constitution for it.
    Sx

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  28. I spent 10 minutes in a dressing gown and trainers searching for the Nu last night thinking she might have got locked in one of next doors sheds, only to have her saunter in from playing 'catch a mouse' in the field - was she sorry? Was she hell. Pfffeh! I'm glad Albert is safe and well.

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  29. Oh what a relief !
    I have never lived in a place where it was safe to let dogs or cats outside, free and loose to roam and wander. Well, I did but that was North Carolina so long ago dinasours may have been the only thing to worry about.
    But even so, my sweet little cat a long time ago, ran out of the house to greet my mom as she pulled the car into the drive and the wee kitten hit the side of the tire and broke its tiny neck. My mom wept for days. I now overcompensate by never letting my cats out of the house .... ever.
    You can imagine my stress when I drove from New York to Florida with 2 cats in a crate in the car.
    Now I have 3 ... my mom died and I got the cat.
    Good thing I like her ( the cat ... the biggest cat I have ever seen in ... my ... life !!! )

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    1. We lost a dog the same way. Freak accident and devastating!

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  30. Well, thank goodness it wasn't him!

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  31. If you accidentally tumble into a mountain gorilla enclosure you could be the death of a gorilla if the silverback yanks you through the moat like a rag doll.

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    1. so terribly sad and true :(

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  32. And Albert obviously couldn't care less. Oh the worries our animals cause us!

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  33. I hope you gave Albert an earful about how worried you were. Oh, what's the point?!? As if he cares.

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  34. Please post
    Happy ending at the START of such posts!

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  35. My MiL's cat used to go off for days, when he came back he had that 'What? you want me to sign in, sign out' look about him.

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  36. Thank God ALbert is ok.

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  37. Glad your cat came back (you're familiar with the song, right?). We had a dog, a German shepherd when I was a early teen. This was back when most dogs ran free, it was the '50s. He would disappear for a week at a time, we'd get reports from campers they'd seen him miles from town. He was never skinny or underfed when he'd reappear so he'd been eating something.
    Hope you and Chris are well.
    Mike

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  38. Albert probably feels he doesn't get enough attention !

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  39. Oh, Albert. You bastard.

    Love,
    Janie

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  40. oh glad that you got your cat back ,you told your story in a interesting way it hold me ,god bless you always dear

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  41. All our cats here in Western Australia have to be micro-chipped now, like our dogs. We are over-regulated to within an inch of our lives here, but I must say I do think micro-chipping is very reassuring.

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  42. I wonder what Albert had been up to all that time? Probably gossiping with his pals about humans and all their irritating failings....

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  43. Glad Albert is okay! Owning cats is shaving years off my life...

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  44. Another one here glad to read that Albert is okay.

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