I am in hysterics right now.
Today was a busy day. None of it matters. I got home at like 5:30. I went out to get some dinner and make a quick run to Target to get a carrying case for my new laptop. My plan was to get some things I needed, clean the house top to bottom, pack, and go to bed to get some sleep for tomorrow. When I got home, the back window was wide open with the screen punched out. Ali and Kimba were in the house all freaked out.
Pharaoh was nowhere to be found.
I started yelling. Pharaoh was gone. There is a greenbelt out that window for about 1/8th of a mile, and then a heavily trafficked, winding highway.
I ran out side with the treat jar. I shook it and shook it. Calling his name. I was in a full blown panic attack. If you think that is dumb, fuck you.
I yelled at Mr. Sadface to drive down to the highway to see if Pharaoh was on the road. He was gone a long time and by the time he got back I was sitting on the wet grass crying, fully convinced that he was putting a dead body in the car...
He finally came back. No Pharaoh...
Yet.
The first thing out of my mouth was, "I'm staying out here all night and if he's not back, fuck Prom! I'm not getting on that fucking plane!"
We were looking for him in the woods, but they were impassible in many parts because of blackberry bushes being so thick. We had just heard hissing and hurried over to where it was.
Pharaoh was fighting another cat.
It was also getting to dark to see.
Our flashlights are dead.
I ran into the house, yelling over my shoulder that I was going to find a flashlight. I called our office at our apartments. No answer...
Son-ofa-bitches.
So I ran out of the house and knocked on the neighbor's door.
"Sorry. No flashlight."
*Slam
Okay, fine. Next one. There were no lights on in any apartments. I ran to the other side of the street to more apartments, where I saw one house with the light still on. I knocked on the door, balling like crazy.
"Excuse me. Sorry to bother you so late at night, but my cat got outside and he is in the woods out back. It's getting late and we think we have him pinned down, but we can't see anything anymore. Do you have a flashlight I could borrow? Please?"
He said to wait right there and he would be right back. He shut the door and I waited there for what seemed like an eternity. Just when I thought I was going to run to another door, he came out in pants and shoes, carrying a flashlight. He was going to help.
I ran over to where Mr. Sadface had crawled down the embankment to the woods and told him I brought a flashlight, and that a man came to help. We finally pinpointed where Pharaoh had hunkered down. Thing was, we couldn't get to him. No way. We got in a little closer and he ran towards the road. I screamed to stop chasing him. I didn't want him to go down to the road.
The man went down past Pharaoh to try to herd him back towards the apartment. I ran into the house to get the food bag. I came back out with it and shook it like I do when I am going to feed the cats. He cautiously came toward me, but then ran to the side onto a neighbor's porch. I slowly walked toward him, and just as he was trying to slip around me, I got him.
He was all cut up, one eye was closed, and he was scared out of his mind. When I picked him up, he hissed at me and clawed at me until I bled...like he'd never met me. I ran into the house and set him down.
I sat down on the carpet...
...covered in sweat, thorns, grass clippings, blood, and mud.
I sat and cried.
He has calmed down a bit, now. He is still scared and wild, but I looked him over and he will heal up okay without needing any vet visits.
I took two Zanex.
I am now going to bed.
See you in San Francisco.
♥
xoxo
~Ro
TASK FOR THE DAY!!!
Please hug any pet you may have. I don't care how you feel about it. Pet it and hug it. Just fucking do it.
Please...
EDITED TO ADD:
Yes, I will make it to prom. Getting the house/luggage situated, on the other hand, shall be interesting at best.
In response to a bit of confusion, I had left the window cracked open a bit to let in some air to cool down the house. It was open no more than 2 inches and I have left it that way tons over the last year or so. Today, though, he decided to get a wild hair up his ass. He pushed the sliding window open (this is quite possible as he is way bigger then you probably realize), and then leaned on the screen until it popped out. The other two cats were either too afraid to go out, or went out and didn't find the great outdoors to be that fantastic.
Today was a busy day. None of it matters. I got home at like 5:30. I went out to get some dinner and make a quick run to Target to get a carrying case for my new laptop. My plan was to get some things I needed, clean the house top to bottom, pack, and go to bed to get some sleep for tomorrow. When I got home, the back window was wide open with the screen punched out. Ali and Kimba were in the house all freaked out.
Pharaoh was nowhere to be found.
I started yelling. Pharaoh was gone. There is a greenbelt out that window for about 1/8th of a mile, and then a heavily trafficked, winding highway.
I ran out side with the treat jar. I shook it and shook it. Calling his name. I was in a full blown panic attack. If you think that is dumb, fuck you.
I yelled at Mr. Sadface to drive down to the highway to see if Pharaoh was on the road. He was gone a long time and by the time he got back I was sitting on the wet grass crying, fully convinced that he was putting a dead body in the car...
He finally came back. No Pharaoh...
Yet.
The first thing out of my mouth was, "I'm staying out here all night and if he's not back, fuck Prom! I'm not getting on that fucking plane!"
We were looking for him in the woods, but they were impassible in many parts because of blackberry bushes being so thick. We had just heard hissing and hurried over to where it was.
Pharaoh was fighting another cat.
It was also getting to dark to see.
Our flashlights are dead.
I ran into the house, yelling over my shoulder that I was going to find a flashlight. I called our office at our apartments. No answer...
Son-ofa-bitches.
So I ran out of the house and knocked on the neighbor's door.
"Sorry. No flashlight."
*Slam
Okay, fine. Next one. There were no lights on in any apartments. I ran to the other side of the street to more apartments, where I saw one house with the light still on. I knocked on the door, balling like crazy.
"Excuse me. Sorry to bother you so late at night, but my cat got outside and he is in the woods out back. It's getting late and we think we have him pinned down, but we can't see anything anymore. Do you have a flashlight I could borrow? Please?"
He said to wait right there and he would be right back. He shut the door and I waited there for what seemed like an eternity. Just when I thought I was going to run to another door, he came out in pants and shoes, carrying a flashlight. He was going to help.
I ran over to where Mr. Sadface had crawled down the embankment to the woods and told him I brought a flashlight, and that a man came to help. We finally pinpointed where Pharaoh had hunkered down. Thing was, we couldn't get to him. No way. We got in a little closer and he ran towards the road. I screamed to stop chasing him. I didn't want him to go down to the road.
The man went down past Pharaoh to try to herd him back towards the apartment. I ran into the house to get the food bag. I came back out with it and shook it like I do when I am going to feed the cats. He cautiously came toward me, but then ran to the side onto a neighbor's porch. I slowly walked toward him, and just as he was trying to slip around me, I got him.
He was all cut up, one eye was closed, and he was scared out of his mind. When I picked him up, he hissed at me and clawed at me until I bled...like he'd never met me. I ran into the house and set him down.
I sat down on the carpet...
...covered in sweat, thorns, grass clippings, blood, and mud.
I sat and cried.
He has calmed down a bit, now. He is still scared and wild, but I looked him over and he will heal up okay without needing any vet visits.
I took two Zanex.
I am now going to bed.
See you in San Francisco.
♥
xoxo
~Ro
TASK FOR THE DAY!!!
Please hug any pet you may have. I don't care how you feel about it. Pet it and hug it. Just fucking do it.
Please...
EDITED TO ADD:
Yes, I will make it to prom. Getting the house/luggage situated, on the other hand, shall be interesting at best.
In response to a bit of confusion, I had left the window cracked open a bit to let in some air to cool down the house. It was open no more than 2 inches and I have left it that way tons over the last year or so. Today, though, he decided to get a wild hair up his ass. He pushed the sliding window open (this is quite possible as he is way bigger then you probably realize), and then leaned on the screen until it popped out. The other two cats were either too afraid to go out, or went out and didn't find the great outdoors to be that fantastic.
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how's pharaoh doing now? poor lil kitty cat!!
it's 2am here...it's waaaaaay past my bed time!! night night beautidul!! hope you're well!!
xxx
until she spoke to me about three hours later... i had to go out in pjs to get her.. she was between a wall and a fence.. trapped. she clawed the shit out of me also.
hm. damn loving them so.
no be sad.x