A Good Friend Is Missing...!

I have some sad news today.

For those of you that don't know about my cats, I had two male Siamese. I got them when they were kittens, and they became my friends and my "roomies".

One was a lot bigger than the other...and the biggest was named Smokey, mainly because of his coloring. He was mostly gray at the ears and face. Smokey was a really big cat, which was not usual for cats of Siamese blood. In fact, Smokey reminded me of a panda bear!

His brother was named C.B. (short for cry baby) because he is always talking and carrying on, especially when he first comes in after being outside! C.B. has a more natural Siamese coloring...black along the face and ears, slim and lanky in build!

Both of these wonderful creatures were more people friendly than anyone could imagine. They loved being around people, even children. They showed no fear when it came to being around most folks, only hiding when the yard guys came around! For some reason, they did not care for lawn mowers and leaf blowers! Too noisy , I guess!

Anyway, both the boys liked staying outside at night, prowling and carrying on like Toms are prone to do. They were always glad to come in first thing in the morning, always glad to see me, would get up in my arms, and give me a hug before they devoured their morning rations of cat food and fresh water! They were a lot company...and a true pleasure in my life!

Below is a picture of Smokey taken last Summer. As you can see, he was indeed a handsome guy!

Smokey is no longer here. After spending the night out five days ago, I went to let the "boys " in and when I opened the door, in came C.B....all alone! I figured that Smokey was going to hang outside just a little longer, but he would soon be home. He does NOT like to miss a meal, believe me!

He never showed up that day, or the next, or the next after that! Finally, I drove around the neighborhood, hoping that he would be walking around the neighbors house. At the same time, I was afraid that I might find him dead in the street!

C.B. started talking to me, looking all over the room and the yard...calling to his brother the whole time! Neither of us had any luck, I'm afraid.

I can only assume that someone has taken him in and adopted him. If that's the case, sooner or later they will have to let him out...and I'm hoping that when they do, he'll come home. Anyway, I would like to have him home. I miss him, and his brother misses him! I feel that a part of my family is gone. I know that I profess to be a Hermit, but my "roomies" are very important to me and I don't feel really complete with one of them missing, ya know?

Now, my friends, let's get some fresh coffee and sit in the kitchen, OK? I'll show you some more pictures of my boys...!