“I think I’d like to go home now,“ she said. But no one was listening. Finally, the van stopped, but the door didn’t open. It stayed closed for hours and hours and hours and hours. Felicity tried to sleep, but just as her eyes would start to close, she would wake up with a start wondering where she was and why The Lady hadn’t come to get her. The Lady always came to get her.
When the door to the van finally opened, it was light outside. Felicity jumped out and ran as fast as she could. But when she looked around, her heart sank. There were no horses, no pigs or chickens, no cats – and no Lady. Felicity was confused and her legs started to feel a little bit wobbly.
“I have to find my way home,” she thought.
And so she took a big brave breath and started walking, and walking and walking. Many long days passed, and every day Felicity would get up and start walking again, hoping to see a familiar tree or flower. She had a mouse for breakfast and a mouse for lunch, but by the time suppertime came, she was so tired, and her paws were so sore, that she would fall exhausted into a deep sleep. At night she dreamt that monsters and goblins and giant rats were coming to eat her up, but every morning she would wake up, and there was nothing there at all, no monsters, and no Lady.
Felicity started to feel very very sad. Her whiskers drooped, her ears felt funny, and her fur was covered in mud and burrs. She started to think she would never see The Lady again. She even missed Bob and the other cats and promised herself faithfully that she would never be mean to them again. Back at the farm, The Lady was feeling sad too, so sad that big tears rolled down her cheeks every day.
“Where could she be” she cried.
One cold day, as Felicity was hiding under a tree trying hard to think happy thoughts, a gentle hand reached out to her.
“What are you doing here little puss? Are you lost?’
Then a woman with a smile picked Felicity up and took her to her house. She gave her some warm milk and a big bowl of yummy food. Felicity licked her lips, purred quietly, and closed her eyes.
“We will have to find out who you belong to,” said the woman.
And so she took a picture of Felicity and put it in the newspaper.
“Is this your cat?” it said.” Call 613-999-CAT.
The next morning when The Lady opened her newspaper, she couldn’t believe her eyes. There was Felicity staring right back at her. The Lady jumped up, called the number, and drove to the woman’s house, almost bursting with excitement she was so happy.
When she arrived, Felicity was sitting quietly on a chair, but as soon as she saw The Lady, her eyes opened wide, her tail stood on end and she flew across the room into The Lady’s arms.
“Oh, Felicity,” said The Lady, “I thought I had lost you forever.”
The two of them stood there for the longest time, Felicity licking The Lady’s chin and purring, and The Lady cuddling her and talking in her softest voice.
Felicity and The Lady went home in the truck. Felicity sat on two big cushions and looked out the window. She ate up all the treats The Lady had brought for her and purred and purred all the way home.
“Again” she meowed “Again.”
