Wednesday, Mar. 21, 2007 - 10:48 p.m.
Sweet Smell of Excess *********************** I let Jinky outside to refresh himself after his nap.
he usually just runs around in the yard or hangs around the warm sunlit dfriveway. he sat there looking sad and lost on the last day of winter.. He ran off and there was nothing I could do to stop him I just went on with my life praying he would not get run over by a truck The moon rose in a happy face cresent with Venus twinkling just within reach The night was clear and cold but where was Jinky? I called him and flicked the porch light but no red kitten emerged from the bushes I went to bed wondering where he was and was he starving & freezing? at lunch I checked my phone machine' a honey voiced lady had found him read his artistc hand engraved tag and had taken him inside for safe keeping but she left contact information I called back in the morning .. got her answering machine she was at work I borrowed a pals cellphone while i was out to check with the lady that i wouild be coming to fetch him when she got home So I went down to the post office and there was a package for Jinky inside was a letter and a new collart with ID tag it matched his fur my sister sent it to him so he would not get lost again a cat getting his own fan mail and gift package made some people laugh but it was serious So I went shopping for art supplies and picked up some sardines just in case there was a reunite scene later in the day On the way back here with paint tape and glue pals cellphone rang' it was for me rather for Jinky.. mt cat now had secretaries and multi media officers It was the same warm voiced lady telling me how much she loved him already and explaining where she lived ' I would be right over to pick him up..OK she was happy to receive me ] and surrender this delightful little fellow So I knocked door opened the warm voice had a face One I recognised.. I had crushed on her bigtime some summers before but nothing came of it she seemed out of my league shewas a shopper- not a an artist & had gone away to business College in either Europe or california hooked up with some high pressure Jr executive but here she was.. back in Dorktopia living at her sisters house working high up in an office tower in the the evil city yonder for some faceless Insurance Company starting all over again..
Buthere she was in her pajamas at the door looking good the annonomous rescurer of my beloved Jinky the warm voice that sold insurance all day like so many stacks of lumber was giddy over my refugee cat the Scarlet Avenger I learned he showed up at her door at dusk and just walked in. He was welcomed inside instantly as her own faithful red cat the one she left behind with her sister in Dorkville here to persue the big time elsewhere with the Jr Executive that cat had recently died about a month previously there was a cat bed a supply of catfood and numerous cat toys still in place there was a framed photo of him on the piano surrounded by roses on a green lawn there was no photo of the Jr Executive guy
Jinky fit right in he ate the ghost cats food . played with the ghost cats toys used the ghost cats litter box groomed himself in fron of the fire and then joined her in bed and slept on her pillow he had a sparce dawn breakfast with her then she locked him in the house with the tv on while she was at work I guess he heard me phoning all day but never picked up her phone maybe next time he will - or at least take a message I saw him when i first arrived, laying on her patterened rug in front of a firelog girl fire as soft music played' .. there were fresh gflowers in glass vases' wine was freshly poured out into 2 chrystal sister glasses ready for enjoying in the company of a very content loving red kitten the returned spirit of the sacred family ghost cat the 2 sisters were so enjoying entertaining their special visitor tonight
As older sister left the room after the initial greeting I picked Jinky up he was yswimming between Crushettes lovely ankles as if he had lived there in a starring role for years-
I thanked the gorgeous pajama decked cat hostess for taking such good care of my beloved Jinky and she asked me if he had any brothers or sisters she would so love to have another cat just like Jinky she was definately back in the area this time for keeps no more running off after rainbows She had missed the affections of a familiar friendly cat I said i wopuld look into it and thanked her again I didn;t expect someone i wearing pajamas to invite me in for tea and muffins I guess pajamas were her relax clothes
So I accepted Jinky from her arms directly into mine right at the door and restated I would look into finding out where his lost siblings are so she could have her own Jinky heritage cat to restart her new life here Weagreed: he was the finest cat thast had come along into anyones life in a very long time Someday i will tell her how ofetn he runs away and how noften I have to go fetch him I tucked him in my coat and walked home, She only lived two blocks away Jinky runs often but he never runs far AsI bent down to kiss his fur I could smell perfume on him very nice perfume very very nice perfume when i got him home he ran inside and seemed shocked that I didn't have a fire blazing or deep pile carpets in every room or soft music playing and no body was wearing pajamas he sneered at me waited for his sardines to arrive and then curled up beside my desk in his regular dream box and fell asleep When he wakes up he will be here at his rea;l world home he only lived in the Palace of the sweet smelling Crushette in his dreams on the first day of Spring none the less But I bet next time he runs away he will run in her direction like... who wouldn't?
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