Thursday, April 9, 2009
And the cat came back.
Senor called me this morning and said, "I think someone who actually has Sydney just called me." This was surprising because lot's of people have called after seeing the poster and a random black cat. After talking for a few minutes to all of these wonderful, well-meaning people, Senor always establishes that it is not Sydney that they are looking at.
So it was quite a shock that this seemed to be him. After seven months... I can now say that I was never heartbroken that he was gone. I had no doubt that he was living with someone and getting tons of attention and very happy. And part of the reason I was never heartbroken was because I fully expected that he would be back around the time the baby came. I have thought of it no less than a hundred times. Sometimes he was back the week before in my imagination, often we were bringing the baby home for the first time and Syd was waiting for us on the porch.
Of course, I know this makes no sense.
Sebastien is looking at Syd very suspiciously. Syd had hissed at Zo half a dozen times... I think we are in for an adjustment period right before our adjustment period.
Posted by Indelible John at 4:23 PM