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Sunday, January 18, 2009

Nine Lives

Forgive me for breaking protocol today with the U.K. chart post, but it's been an exhausting day, both physically and mentally.

Last night our house cat Cracker snuck outside. We'd had a friend over, and we kind of deduced that when they left, Cracker slipped out the door unnoticed.

I realized he was gone around 6:30 a.m. this morning, because usually his yap is going nonstop—Food! Food! Food! But not today. And when you're a pet owner, you can sort of sense when something is wrong, some rhythm or some ritual as simple as howling to be fed at 6:15 a.m. on the dot is off.

I woke the other half up, we quickly made up a "Lost Cat" flyer and I went to Fed Ex Kinko's and had 70 copies made. We scoured the neighborhood, taping the flyers up on every lamp post, every telephone pole, handing them to neighbors.

Eventually I had to go back to have 70 more made up. Our friend who was over last night came to help us look for Cracker.

We all walked up and down the streets, calling, "Here, kitty, kitty, kitty..." I ran to the Los Angeles Animal Control shelter—i.e., the pound—and I have to say, it's really, really depressing, and you don't ever want to have to do that. You just don't. There are hundreds of cages with lost animals, injured animals, despondent animals.... but no Cracker.

I'd held it together most of the day—even though taping each flyer up, with the picture of Cracker you see at the top of this post, nearly broke my heart every time—but by 5 p.m., when I got back from the shelter, I was ready to lose it.

Finally, our friend suggested we go up the street again calling him. We'd had one woman call who saw the flyer, and say she thought she saw Cracker early this morning outside her apartment building.

Something made me suggest that, before we walk up the street, we check the garage one more time, even though the three of us had checked it repeatedly.

So we walked back. "Here, kitty, kitty, kitty!" Nothing. Then I decided to look over the wooden fence into the neighbor's back yard.

And there the little bastard was, sitting on her porch, peering up at me. I hoisted my friend, who's quite small, over the fence, and she grabbed him.

Once we got him inside, he ran straight for his food, then to his litterbox, then I gave him major flea treatment. And now he's passed out, curled up next to me.

It was a draining day. Really, one of the worst kind of things you could go through. But I guess the moral of the story is, never let good pussy walk out the door.

The U.K. Top 10:

1. "Just Dance" - Lady GaGa feat. Colby Adonis *2 weeks*
2. "Day 'n' Night" - Kid Cudi Vs. Crookers
3. "Broken Strings" - James Morrison feat. Nelly Furtado
4. "Issues" - The Saturdays
5. "Let It Rock" - Kevin Rudolf feat. Lil Wayne
6. "Hallelujah" - Alexandra Burke
7. "Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It)'" - Beyoncé
8. "Use Somebody" - Kings Of Leon
9. "Run" - Leona Lewis
10. "The Loving Kind" - Girls Aloud

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15 Comments:

  • At 11:54 PM, Blogger xolondon said…

    I was visiting a friend one night and this very thing happened. It was horrible, but the cat actually was in a bush right outside the door. When indoor cats get out, they tend to stay very close to home. I am just happy this story also had a happy ending.

     
  • At 12:54 AM, Anonymous pa doll said…

    Ditto to xolondon...so glad & relieved for the happy ending!
    Keep your eye on Miss Pussie...she may want to try a big adventure too!

     
  • At 4:53 AM, Blogger Paul said…

    When i saw the title of this post, i thought it would be your chart post about girls aloud just clinging onto their perfect run of top ten hits. This is far more awful - it's just that sinking feeling in your stomach that makes the minutes tick by so slowly and the feeling that if you stop, you will burst into tears :( Glad Miss Pussy made it back. Bad pussy!

     
  • At 4:54 AM, Blogger Paul said…

    I have ADD! BAD CRACKER!!!

     
  • At 5:19 AM, Blogger Moogaboo said…

    I'm glad you found the little fucker! Oops I mean Cracker!

    I know how upsetting losing a pet can be. One time, Jerry left without telling me. It was weeks before I noticed but I was eventually very sad nonetheless.

     
  • At 7:45 AM, Blogger Yuяi said…

    I am so very glad you found Crackers all safe and sound. That was quite an ordeal. Same thing happened to one of our cats, Toonces. We went looking all over the neighborhood calling for her and lo and behold Toonces (or just "Tuna" for short) shows up at the backdoor the next morning. She had stayed in the backyard the entire time. Hooray for happy endings.

     
  • At 10:26 AM, Blogger Poster Girl said…

    Thank goodness for the happy ending to this story. It really is the most awful feeling; even just seeing signs up for a pet other than your own is heartbreaking, let alone having to put up signs for your own pet. At least you got a good moral out of it, though, and I'm relieved you found him.

     
  • At 10:43 AM, Anonymous When The Cat's Away said…

    perhaps the pussy left because you gave him such an awful name. :P

    you might have to ask him for forgiveness.

     
  • At 6:39 PM, Anonymous Mark said…

    Robbie...as I read this post, I literally got sick to my stomach...literally.....what an absolutely AWFUL thing to go through....although I'm glad it ended well. Know I'd be devastated if I lost Calvin (and look for a few pix of him in your e-mail). Give him an extra hug tonight. Mark

     
  • At 7:24 PM, Anonymous lady stardust said…

    That baby Cracker is a naughty, naughty kitty! But naughty kitties are the best kitties!!

     
  • At 10:10 PM, Blogger will said…

    Oh my God... very fortunate, Robbie! I'm so happy to hear you get her back. That would be a total nightmare - I'd have gotten all Julia Roberts on him. If this doesn't make sense, visit Perez Hilton today and you'll see what I mean.

     
  • At 6:11 AM, Blogger D'luv said…

    Thanks so much, everyone! So happy to have him back.

     
  • At 9:58 AM, Blogger Mike said…

    Robbie, how terrible! I'm just glad everything turned out ok in the end.

    On the bright side, Girls Aloud flopped. FLUSH!!!!

     
  • At 4:31 PM, Blogger sugar said…

    So so SO glad you got him back lady. Losing an animal is so brutal.

     
  • At 8:19 AM, Blogger Adem With An E said…

    I know what this feels like. It's bloody horrible, and the wave of relief once you've found them is indescribable. Hope you and the Pussy are safe and well rested now.

     

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