This one gave us a heart attack by spending the night out. I got up at the crack of dawn and her dinner was half eaten and she was nowhere to be found. I felt sick with worry. When I went onto the balcony off the bedroom for <30 seconds last night she must have sneaked out there. It got down pretty close to freezing last night so we couldn't figure out how her fur wasn't freezing cold when she came in. I thought I heard meowing in my sleep last night, but it was much fainter than when she's in the hallway.
steve
Big Hand
Songs Of A Lost World *CRUMPET BOY*
This is Rusty. I found Rusty in the driveway yesterday and thought it was dead. I picked it up to show it to the little boys who live downstairs because I thought it was pretty and we don’t have a garden so we never see them here. When I picked Rusty up, none of its body was visible and it made a dry, cracking sound as I lifted it off the cement. But it felt a little heavy so I thought I would try to see if I could save it. I put it in an empty flower pot with a fresh leaf and poured in some water. Rusty soaked up ALL the water and came back out, fully hydrated!
I left the pot outside the neighbors’ door while we went out to dinner. We ran into our friend and veterinarian on the walk home and I asked her to come see Rusty. Someone had stolen him/her/it!!! I was so sad. I can’t believe someone took my new pet. I really loved Rusty. I hope they didn’t just discard them.
Slime on, Rusty.
ETA: I wish RS or RG would write a ditty of just a few bars called “Rusty’s Song.”
This is Rusty. I found Rusty in the driveway yesterday and thought it was dead. I picked it up to show it to the little boys who live downstairs because I thought it was pretty and we don’t have a garden so we never see them here. When I picked Rusty up, none of its body was visible and it made a dry, cracking sound as I lifted it off the cement. But it felt a little heavy so I thought I would try to see if I could save it. I put it in an empty flower pot with a fresh leaf and poured in some water. Rusty soaked up ALL the water and came back out, fully hydrated!
I left the pot outside the neighbors’ door while we went out to dinner. We ran into our friend and veterinarian on the walk home and I asked her to come see Rusty. Someone had stolen him/her/it!!! I was so sad. I can’t believe someone took my new pet. I really loved Rusty. I hope they didn’t just discard them.
Slime on, Rusty.
ETA: I wish RS or RG would write a ditty of just a few bars called “Rusty’s Song.”
This has got all the ingredients to be the next Hollywood blockbuster by Pixar. Don't despair Kirstie, maybe the rehydrated Rusty is having new adventures with his friends, or maybe he thinks you have abandoned him & choose to go out to dinner rather than to nurse him back to full fitness?
You must continue your search for him. Social media wasn't a thing in Stuart Little's day. Leave a saucer of water & a lettuce leaf (unsalted) on the window ledge & I'm sure he'll come running back (metaphorically speaking of course).
This has got all the ingredients to be the next Hollywood blockbuster by Pixar. Don't despair Kirstie, maybe the rehydrated Rusty is having new adventures with his friends, or maybe he thinks you have abandoned him & choose to go out to dinner rather than to nurse him back to full fitness?
You must continue your search for him. Social media wasn't a thing in Stuart Little's day. Leave a saucer of water & a lettuce leaf (unsalted) on the window ledge & I'm sure he'll come running back (metaphorically speaking of course).
to running.
I put a Missing Pet poster up on the post outside our building following a who-what-when-where-why format. There was a small time window we were gone. We can see if any white vans passed by maybe (someone in this day and age must have security footage).
Someone might have sold Rusty to the flea circus as an "elephant." I think it deserves at least a Randy Newman song.
This has got all the ingredients to be the next Hollywood blockbuster by Pixar. Don't despair Kirstie, maybe the rehydrated Rusty is having new adventures with his friends, or maybe he thinks you have abandoned him & choose to go out to dinner rather than to nurse him back to full fitness?
You must continue your search for him. Social media wasn't a thing in Stuart Little's day. Leave a saucer of water & a lettuce leaf (unsalted) on the window ledge & I'm sure he'll come running back (metaphorically speaking of course).
to running.
I put a Missing Pet poster up on the post outside our building following a who-what-when-where-why format. There was a small time window we were gone. We can see if any white vans passed by maybe (someone in this day and age must have security footage).
Someone might have sold Rusty to the flea circus as an "elephant." I think it deserves at least a Randy Newman song.
to running.
