I had not seen Mr. Bloomers (aka, The Blue Prince) for a couple of days. You have to understand that he thought he was my cat for he came to my front porch every night and every morning to get his meals and often came inside and even slept in the bedroom during cold nights in the winter. He was part of my life.
When I didn't see him for two days I knew he was seriously injured or dead because he visited me like clockwork. I found him in the bushes yesterday morning and I suspect that the free-roaming hunting dogs have been at it again - like last year when they came through here killing several of our community cats - and now Mr. B is one of them. I tried making him a housecat, but he would not have anything to do with that, especially with Gizzy in here who hates cats.One time, when I lured him in with food, he jumped through the screen window and popped the screen right out. He felt trapped indoors and was simply not happy being inside. I know when you love strays, there's always a good chance you will get your heart broken more than once because strays simply don't live that long, especially not here where dogs roam free, especially dogs who are trained hunting dogs who work in teams. My friend Bobby-Jack came and took Mr. B. to bury him for me. I am not a happy camper today...I suspect there may be some more cats missing since I only saw the three young ones at feeding time ...
When I told my neighbor Terri about Mr. Bloomers, she told another neighbor (that's how it goes around here) and that woman who is a known cat hater, said really loudly, so that I could hear it "I've been praying about those cats - and that's God's way of taking care of things!" Those are the kind of "Christian" people I live with - she's not the only one. My next door neighbor hates cats and dogs too and there is no reason for it. Mr. Bloomers was smart and he never, ever came to their apartments...he only came to mine briefly and he was out of sight all day because he was afraid of people and very shy. Can you believe that woman said that? Wonder what God she was praying to because my God loves his creations and he would never answer a prayer like that! Apparently she also possesses no compassion, because when you know someone lost a pet or something they loved, you don't tell them that you prayed about it being gone? I'm really ticked off at that woman now! I know two wrongs don't make a right, but sometimes it sure would be nice to get some "instant gratification" (if you know what I mean!)
