If you could hear my voice carried on the wind,
it would be,
"Hope, Hope - where are you Hope?"
The irony of it -- calling out to hope,
looking for hope in the corners of a barn...
watching the sides of the road, praying to not find her there.
My Hope, my momma barn cat, has been missing since Saturday.
Her 5 babies are left wondering & waiting for her return.
This is the longest she has been away.
Hope, are you there?
Hope, will you return?
Hope...I am looking for you, waiting.
This time, I shed less tears...
You see, Hope arrived at our farm lost & lonely - afraid of human touch.
She left loved.
And in the process she did gift us with...well, hope.
So, she is not gone, but tucked away in my heart & soul.
Hope will always have a home here.
Evening of 3/10 --- Addendum:
5 days away...and then there she was -- waiting in the barn, glad to be home
Hope springs eternal.
Hope is also likely "with child" -- thinking the gal was out on the town.
One more litter.
Ah, Hope -- can't live without her.
Glad to have that in my life.