Do you believe in Angels and miracles? I do.
On March 17, 2012, I was outside having my last smoke of the evening. Assuming my cat was in bed, I opened the sliding door without looking down. My kitty was at the door and, before I knew it, he bolted out. That was the last time I saw him for four months.
On July 16 I received a voicemail from a lady in Nakusp (60 kilometres away at least) who said “Hi! My name is Candace and for the last two months or so I have been feeding a stray cat.
“I was finally able to get close enough to her to see she had a tattoo in her ear. I called the vet and he gave me your phone number, so I believe I have your kitty.”
When I returned her call, this wonderful lady told me her story of heartache: she had had a kitty named “Missy” whom they had to have put down at the beginning of April. Shortly after that my kitty appeared on her lawn; the two cats looked identical. She was in shock, but with a heart of gold, she began to feed her and named her Missy2. However, upon speaking to me she learned that “she” was in fact a “he.”
If not for the kindness of a stranger who had kept our buddy alive and saw that tattoo! The tattoo cost 20 bucks, but without it I would have continued to live in guilt thinking that because of me the coyotes had eaten him, or he’d been run over, or just thinking awful things and having those bad dreams.
Candace e-mailed me the other day and said that because of this experience she has now become a foster parent for lost or unwanted cats through PALS in Nakusp.
Angels and miracles I say. Thank you for reading my story and please have your pet tattooed.