Maya Mae - or as I like to refer to her - Maya Moo. You know, since she has the spotting of a cow and quite frankly is fat!!
And really, I can't believe I am giving her a whole post. But I am so bear with me all. I usually don't write long, detailed stories about the pets ;-)!
Jeremy and I bought her the day we got home from our honeymoon! The reasons behind it are kinda silly really. I just moved out of my parents home and had to leave MY dog, Charlie. Jeremy and I couldn't find an apartment within our budget that would allow dogs. I grew up always having a dog around. Jeremy had a cat growing up.
Our apartment did allow cats. So I we decided on our honeymoon that I could get a cat upon coming home.
So I call her our anniversary cat! I'm not really a cat person. And when she was a kitten, Jeremy played with her constantly, so she really never became a "loving, want attention" kinda cat. She is perfectly content to hide all day and only come out to eat and visit the "lil' cats box".
I admit: we have thought about giving her away many times. But I couldn't do it. I may not like her especially since we have had kids, but I do love her and would feel guilty giving her away even if it was to a good home.
But the one thing that always amazed me about her was that she has the "mother's" instinct. Any time that I am sick either with a stomach bug or a migraine, she is immediately by my side, either next to the toilet or up on my pillow. But as soon as I'm well, she is off, not wanting to be bothered.
Fast Forward to Victor:
She HATES Victor. Victor constantly attacks her, chews her ears, sniffs her...., and rarely allows her a moment's rest. Once in awhile I will catch them snoozing in the sun together.
Fast forward to kids:
She hates Evan!! Evan is a rough kid - all boy. Maya never really liked the pulling and the jumping. Probably reminded her of Victor.
But Carter is a totally different story. From the beginning she allowed Carter to roll on her, pull her hair, love on her. She has a bond with Carter. Unfortunately, Carter probably will never know that since she is now 9 years old and most likely won't be around when Carter can fully bond with her.
Maya has developed a very bad habit. Her number 1 goal in life is to get out of the house! She never goes far, actually she has never left the front flower bed. She just enjoys laying in the sun and resting amongst the day lillies.
That was until yesterday. I have developed a bad habit of allowing her to run out and not chasing after her. Because she NEVER goes anywhere. And usually I will hear her at the front door meowing to come back inside.
But yesterday, she ran out the door like she usually does and I figured I would let her in before I left for the evening with some friends. My mother in law came and picked up the boys around 3:30 and by that time, I forgot that the cat was outside. I got ready to go out and left for the evening. Because of schedules and Jeremy being out of town, the kids and I spent the night over at my in-laws. So I left for the evening and had totally forgot that the cat was out of the house.
I came by the house this afternoon to pick up a few things and check on the pets. STILL forgetting that the cat was NOT IN THE HOUSE, until I noticed our neighbor didn't feed her last night. Then like a sequence in a movie, everything that happened yesterday flashed through my mind.
I ran through the house although I knew she wasn't in the house. Then immediately ran around the house to check the flower bed. NOTHING.
I just knew she was dead. We had gotten her partially declawed. I just kept picturing her dead, on the side of the rode somewhere. Dying a horrible painful death since she couldn't defend herself.
And if by chance she was alive, no one would know she was ours, since I took her tags off her collar some time ago, because they made too much noise and I was concerned with the noise possibly waking the kids up.
I felt HORRIBLE!! Not so much that we wouldn't have a cat any more but the fact that I WAS THE REASON that she was not at home!
I sat Evan down and explained that Maya lost and possibly not coming home! He WAILED and CRIED and tears flowed. He kept asking why she wasn't here and how she got away. I prayed with him aloud and hugged him. I told him that Jesus was watching over her and she was okay.
I called my mother in law to come pick up the kids so that I could scour the neighborhood. I started with my yard. NOTHING
Then drove the neighborhood - NOTHING
Then paused for a moment and thought to myself, "if I was a cat who wasn't normally an outdoor cat, where would I hide when scared?"
I immediately ran to our neighbors back yard and hunched over to check underneath their backporch/wooden deck. I saw nothing!
I was so disappointed and began to weep!
I looked up one more time, and there they were. Those beautiful green yellow eyes peering out at me from under the porch. At first she wouldn't come. I just knew half her body was probably tore off from some ravaged animal. I have kind of an active imagination. And since I couldn't see her lower half of her body, my mind just went with it. She laid there, meowing at me but wouldn't budge. And I was not about to CRAWL under the porch amongst the ivy to get her.
After several minutes, she began to crawl slowly out from underneath her hiding space, with all limbs in tact and no blood spewing from anywear!
She was a little dirty but okay! I picked her up and loved on her. Carried her back home and immediately ran to the pet store.
Where I purchased the following items:
- Flea and Tick killer. I had put some on her maybe a month ago after Jeremy informed me that her little getaways probably would bring in fleas. But I wasn't going to take any chances.
- a new pink collar
- a new tag with our contact information
- a new tag cover so that her tags wouldn't make any noise
- a new bed - okay fine! I may not like the cat. But every pet deserves to be loved and taken care of, especially one who is getting to be a senior citizen!
- a new catnip toy - so that she would forget that I was the one who didn't let her back in then took off for 24 hours!
So that is what I did today! Stupid cat! But I am glad she is home safe and sound! And I am thankful that our Heavenly Father loves us enough that he cares when we are heartbroken and sick about a silly animal. Thank you Lord for bringing her back home.