Hi everyone. I hope you’re all surviving the snowpocalypse in Austin this week. In case you missed it, I posted this yesterday on the Four Points Mom Facebook page:
When I saw the email last night informing me that my kids’ preschool would be closed again today, my initial reaction was “NOOOOOOO!” We’ve been cooped up in the house for days. Plus, we were home for nearly a month over the holidays and they’ve only been back to school a couple days since then. But, I started to think more about it. I can’t remember a time when my kids have played so well together. We still have the occasional spats, but they are playing so well overall. And I’ve enjoyed having some special time with them. I choose to soak up every minute of these snow days … for now. By the end of the week I might be singing a different tune.
Wiscy
Last Tuesday our cat, Wiscy, escaped out the door at some point. This wasn’t the first time he had run out before so I was concerned but didn’t think much about it. He usually comes back within a couple hours. That evening I realized he wasn’t in the house and started calling for him. He didn’t return. Until that night, he had stayed out two separate times overnight and we would wake to find him scratching on the front door in the morning. So we were worried that night at bedtime but were fairly confident he’d be there the following morning. He wasn’t. Days passed. I made signs, I posted on NextDoor, I talked to neighbors, I went to the vet at the front of the neighborhood, I joined missing pet and cat Facebook groups, Jarrod and I bushwhacked through the woods behind our house for hours over several days, Jarrod bullied his way into borrowing a golf cart overnight from the course to search the course at night, we went to the Austin Animal Center, and the list goes on. I cried. ALOT.
I’m finally accepting that Wiscy might come home, but it is most likely that he was eaten by coyotes. We found three behind our house during our searches. My heart is broken. We adopted Wiscy when our first cat, Oreo, passed away from cancer in Wisconsin. Within days we could tell our other cat, Stu, was acting depressed so we decided to bring home a fun kitten and named him after our brief stint in the coldest place on earth. Stu was more stunned than happy but those boys became BFFs.
Wiscy was the cat who was waiting at our bedroom door each morning and followed us around most of the day. He loved escaping out the door anytime the kiddos left it open so he could partake in a little adventure in the wood. He loved playing with us and the kids. I love this video of Wiscy playing with baby Parker.
But, I’m brokenhearted. This week one of my favorite bloggers posted this Bible verse and it was a total God thing. I needed this right now.
So, I’m sorry for the sad post today. But I’m sad. We all have ups and downs, and last week I was raving about how great things were. Now I’m in a low time. But, I know I’ll be back up soon. Thanks for listening and I’d love it if you guys keep Wiscy in your prayers. Like I said, I still have hope that he might show up. 🙂
