Mystic went missing. When I pushed the door open this morning to come in after my squirrel break I forgot to tell the kitties to stay in. E Z Petscratcher found Thai Ling lingering outside the doorway on the deck, very contentedly, she said. When TL saw EZP she came right in of course because she knows the house rules.
EZP thought Mystic might be near the doorway ready to come in, but she didn’t show. So, EZP and I began the yard and house search for Mystic. We REALLY looked. EZP was calm for the most part.
She said she’d go find some tuna in Leon’s pantry to lure Mystic with. So, she found it and we proceeded to walk around the yard and house tapping on the open can of tuna with a spoon hoping the sound and smell would remind Mystic of the house rules.
To no avail. Mystic may have been sleeping. So, EZP got down on her hands and looked in the tiniest house crevices to check if Mystic was in one of them sleeping. Nope.
So, EZP found the entry ports under the deck and proceeded to drop little drops of tuna juice and tiny tuna morsels in a trail from the entries to the back door. She said I couldn’t come out and help at this point in case I forgot that the morsels were for luring Mystic rather than a morning snack for me. So she set the lures from each garden gate to the back door, and from the two entries under the deck to the back door and we waited. Nothing happened.
So, EZP and I decided to go out and see if we could see Mystic on the street. Maybe she got scared by the sound of traffic and wandered a little. Well, behold, we saw a kitty that looked just like Mystic 3 or 4 blocks down. EZP called, ‘Mystic’ and we started to walk that way. The kitty didn’t seem that thrilled to see me so EZP left me back at the ranch which was appropriate. EZP walked down to the house and saw the kitty on the porch. She couldn’t get a good view. She said it looked quite a bit like Mystic. The man of the house came out and said, no it wasn’t his kitty, but it visited now and then. When the kitty let EZP look at its face it wasn’t quite Mystic, so that mystery was solved.
EZP came back to the ranch and proceeded another house and garden search and tap, tap, tap on the can.
At this point she was getting a wee bit nervous and decided to call her kitty possee, Deborah and Maryann who came and petted us yesterday and watched a silly Irish movie and an episode of Midsomer Murders while they did so. They sent back moral support in the form of texts saying that Mystic would come out when she was ready. This helped EZP enormously. She knew Mystic would come when she was ready, but liked hearing it from the kitty possee.
So, EZP and I next went to visit Janice and Toby II, Macy and uh, Heidi. I of course went to the basement to look for Mystic just in case. She wasn’t there.
We came home and EZP ate some more fresh cinnamon raisin bread which she enjoyed baking last night in our oven. She really likes our oven. Maybe she’ll bake me some pumpkin treat sometime.
We sat near the windows and EZP checked the tuna trail to see if Mystic or anyone had started to sneak a nibble. Nope.
So just as we hunkered down for the duration, Mystic came strolling upstairs from her kitty abode downstairs. She seemed a little bit half asleep, so she didn’t even notice the sudden change in EZP’s face, from worry to elation. I was happy too, because EZP kept talking about Mystic and I must admit I didn’t quite understand all the fuss or why I couldn’t go out back.
The good news is that we all got a treat and guess who got to eat the tuna trail? MOI! It was so good and took forever because she spread it in a long trail. There wasn’t too much, so I didn’t get a tummy ache.
The kitties also got a treat. Tai Ling really enjoyed the little deli ham bits you left for us. Mystic was still a bit sleepy so she didn’t have that much so I got a little bit of hers.
All in all it was a very successful adventure.
The kitty possee was quite relieved to hear that Mystic wandered up the stairs.
EZP was glad she got to go to her soup party. Mystic enjoyed having me to rub against. And Tai Ling got the ham. I then got my trip with EZP to go to the dog park to chase the ball with Penny the Doodle. A very very successful day in all.
p.s. I’m not sure what grammar is, but EZP said she fixed it up somewhat along with my punctuation, her having been a teacher or something.
Love and miss you,
p.p.s. Please tell Dad “happy birthday” for me!
(Guest post by my favorite Petscratcher, Sally)