It is with a broken heart we announce that our Bad Boy Andy Cat is MIA, presumed killed in action. Andy’s ‘let the cat in, let the cat out’ was so consistent that we were totally blindsided.
We (meaning Wonderboy) have beat the bushes beside, under, by the creek, to no avail as well as have neighbours on high alert, in case we have to extradite a Rescue Mission.
Everyday Andy seemed to shrink, so a feather was heavier than he was. Still with loud and annoying caterwauling, he insisted we let him continue his outside routine and we capitulated.
We like to believe Andy, like a Brave Warrior Viking, reached Valhalla with only his paw as his sword, ready to continue feasting and fighting for eternity.
Bad Boy Andy leaves behind his sister Diva Calico Gen Cat who he treated like a princess…because well, she is a princess…. Andy also leaves behind Hush Hush Sweet Charlotte (Charlie) Cat who he loved to intimidate and chase round and round the house…just for the hal-a-bit…although as he aged, the chases ceased and a good snarl sufficed. And then, Andy leaves behind his Baby Dog Jakita who he groomed faithfully and protected from all known and unknown dangers, be it the sound of the vacuum cleaner or the rumble of distant thunder.
Everyone has a Bad Boy Andy story…he was so devoted and loving with us, played with squirrels and raccoons, but had a misguided belief he could battle and win against other feral, or forest freaks…like Frank Sinatra…He did it his way.
The End or Not Quite
PS: Happy Ending…The cat came back…the cat came back..thought he was a goner but the cat came back…in a week and a day….
