Love kitties sometimes get lost.

by Craig on April 18, 2011

And so I moved this last weekend. A bunch of stuff got relocated.

Of all the stuff there was only one thing that was irreplaceable.

If I had lost this I would have been inconsolable for a long time – and I wouldn’t be writing this today at all because of the sadness.

And no, it wasn’t the couch cushion I lost on the 5 lanes of a busy, and rain soaked, and rush hour filled Interstate 270.

No, it wasn’t that.

Stuff is replaceable.

Just one thing.

This thing.

I have 4 brothers and sisters. This year named “connect” hasn’t led to a church home because I knew I’d be moving – and so didn’t connect. Regardless, every time someone has moved in the past we’ve all been able to rely on family helping. That’s what brothers and sisters do. No? And I have four of them.

This time one was working – and that was fine.

One had company in town and declined.

One is retired, in great health, but just didn’t feel like making the time – and wasn’t very apologetic about it. This one needs assessing.

One could only give me a few hours – and his efforts were greatly appreciated. He promised to help a little more later, after taking his girls to the school carnival. He didn’t remember.

But he’s a firefighter / paramedic – he worked the whole day before, had calls through the night, got off, at 11AM – cleaned house, did chores, didn’t catch a nap – and came when I called and helped.

Then he crashed after the carnival. Who can blame him? I called and left him a message telling him it was alright and that I’d finish on my own. But I wanted to let him know he was amazing and that what he did was more than enough.

I wanted to make sure he didn’t think it was one of those “Thanks a lot!!!! I’ll do it myself!!!!!” kind of calls – but more an “I think you did great, and I’m thankful, don’t worry, you’ve done enough, I can finish on my own” kind of calls. We talked the next day and he understood.

It was dark by now, and if you read me last week you know how much energy I really had to get this done. If you didn’t – suffice to say – not enough. I was fuzzy brained, and exhausted, and pulled up to the new place.

Laska the love kitty was nervous throughout the move, and during the ride he had found a nice place to hide in the big Yukon.

Lord knows he likes to hide when he’s a little wary…

Before I unloaded a single thing I called to him.

No answer.

I figured I’d just keep an eye out.

But exhausted eyes don’t catch everything.

Especially silent ninja kittens who want out of a strange vehicle and don’t wish to be stopped by anyone.

I began unloading the Yukon, just a couple of items at a time – and shutting the door every time.

But Laska the love kitty unloaded himself without notice.

Someone walked by and said, “Full truck huh?”

I replied, “And there’s a cat in there somewhere too.”

But there wasn’t.

Every piece I unloaded I expected to find him but didn’t.

I was worried but knew I didn’t see him escape.

The worry grew more intense as the Yukon emptied.

I expected I’d find him under a seat.

But no,


Laska the love kitty was in a new place,

in the dark,

in a cold misty rain,



More tomorrow…

{ 9 comments… read them below or add one }

Cora April 18, 2011 at 10:08 am

Now that is just terrible. . .. leaving me hanging out there in the rain with no end to the story. I am trusting from what you said at the beginning that this does have a good ending. . . or you wouldn’t be writing this, right????!!!!!! Poor little thing. I would die if Buster were lost out there in the rain. I don’t like moving, and the last time I moved, I said it would either be to the funeral home or to a place where I only had to bring my purse. No more packing, no more trucks, etc. I’m glad you were able to do it, Craig. You are still in my prayers!


Craig April 18, 2011 at 10:13 am

Happy ending Cora – not to worry – but the finding is a story – lambs that know the voice – you know? I’m still moving in fact – but it’s all under one roof now at least. Thank you Cora – God bless you – and we will have no losing of beloved pets!!!!!!!!


Dawn April 18, 2011 at 10:22 am

I’m with Cora on this one, Craig. My husband is calling me to go to lunch and I said, “No, just a minute. Someone has lost his cat.” No answer from downstairs office so I read on. Arghhhhhhh! I know Laska is ok, but I still want to know what happened. The dogs may not eat. They are in such suspense.

I am so glad you are “home.”



Craig April 18, 2011 at 10:35 am

Laska told me that maybe your particular dogs aren’t so bad after all. (◠‿◠).

God bless you Dawn – the ℒℴѵℯ kitty is safe and sound. The picture on the blanket – that’s in the new place. (◠‿◠).


Debbie April 18, 2011 at 2:52 pm

I’m glad this has a happy ending. Our one eyed blind kitty got out once . . .and I felt so sick about it. She was out for 3 nights before a neighbor found her circling in their yard. We’d posted pictures and info on everyone’s door and all the telephone poles, called the shelter and vet . ..I was sooooo thankful to get her back!!! God showed used it to show me how He feels about the lost . ..


Craig April 18, 2011 at 3:01 pm

For me Deb it reinforced my Easter Lamb poem – knowing the voice and following it. I’m glad this didn’t go longer – it’s a whole new territory with LOTS of cars – happy endings are nice – God bless Deb.


Mari April 18, 2011 at 8:15 pm

Oh I’m glad to read in the comments this has a happy ending! I hope your move brings with it new opportunities and a church home.


Craig April 18, 2011 at 8:33 pm

Thank you Mari. A new church home – I’ll start looking after Easter – after the big day – when things return to normal at all churches. That’s when I want to meet them. And sorry – I should have put “happy ending” at the bottom of the post. I tell the happy ending story tomorrow – it reminds me of the whole “sheep knowing the shepherd’s voice” thing. God Bless you Mari – and thank you as always.


A. April 27, 2011 at 8:48 am

Laska, dear sweet Laska. Love that last photo of Laska!!!!! That’s flat out adorable!


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