Anyone who followed my Facebook page will know what a rollercoaster yesterday was. Pixie went missing. We always keep our cats indoors at night so when tea time came and went and there was still no sign of Pixie I started worry. We walked miles up and down the area behind our house (a block of houses all backs onto one massive area of back gardens, it’s a cat’s dream for exploring). It started to get dark and we got more and more worried. I was in pieces, I couldn’t stop crying. It might sound crazy to get so worried when it had only been a few hours but Pixie is a homebody and she always comes home when she is called. Daz was wonderful and started knocking on the doors of all our neighbours and they were all so lovely and helpful but no one had seen our baby girl. It was getting late and I went out with a torch and started shining into people’s gardens. Suddenly I saw cat eyes glowing in the torchlight, from the window of a house. A house with no cats. I knew it was her and ran to see her. She was trapped in the house. The old lady wasn’t there but we had to get her out. The house that she was in had been burgled last week and I had helped the police secure the windows by screwing them shut. That meant I knew just how to open them and Daz rushed to get a screw driver. We opened the windows and Pixie dashed out into my arms. She was dirty and scared but safe, I couldn’t be happier!!! It was the longest 5 hours of my life!!
Because the owner of the house is in care home and only returns every now and then, the police hadn’t rushed to do forensics for the burglary. Today they came to take prints etc. It seems that a lot of the prints around the window were cat prints though, so I hope Pixie doesn’t get arrested!!
So after all that, I have my best friend back. I think she was pleased to see me.