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NoTail
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Missing black cat without a tail, lost pet, lost cat
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Is he dead?
Is he alive?
I have been on a nightmarish roller coaster since 100 days!
One minute I think he is alive, the next I think he is dead.
Always depending on whom I speak to and what I am told.
Neither option is proven or disproved.
So much speaks against either possibility.
I don’t know what else to do.
But I do know, there is one place I haven’t looked, one person I haven’t spoken too or one person not coming forward with the truth.
How else can I find out what happened to my baby?
I thought, through this event, him leaving from there, I could get them both back, bring them home again.
But I guess that was only wishful thinking along the way to keep my hopes up.
Although Fuzzy is home again, she will be a constant reminder of NoTail’s fateful and untimely death for the rest of her life.
I see NoTail running up the stairs between my feet, while making little happy noises.
His toys are still all over the house.
A pipe cleaner made into a circle.
A few cable ties tied together in a chain.
A stick from a real Christmas tree long ago.
A plastic tie from a copy paper box.
He brought me these toys to throw away for him to fetch until he was panting.
He used to play hide and seek with me around the house.
And he could make the tightest turns on a dime when I swirled a stick around him, because he has no tail.
He made us laugh so much every single day.
But most of all I will miss his cheek resting on mine every night.
Fuzzy still looks to the front door when I ask her “where is NoTail”....
Gabriele Baader
Azusa, California
March 24, 2007
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