My cat Molly lived a long 18 years. We had to put her to sleep because her hyperthyroidism and old age finally had got the best of her and we decided it would be best. I thought I would pass along her legend by this little story.
About 12 years ago my family and I moved from Florida to New York. My parents before leaving bought her a harness and were assurred by the pet store that the cat could not get out of it. But as usual Molly the supercat proved them wrong. We stopped in North Carolina at a rest stop on the highway. It was a pretty nice one with a really large wooded area and picnic tables so we got Molly in the harness to take her out for some fresh air. Not long after we got her out she started to squirm back and forth and before we knew it she slipped out of it and headed straight for the woods. We got so nervous and upset. The rest stop maintenence guy said if we did not get her back to not worry too much because there have been so many people who lost their cats to those woods that she would at least have friends. That didn't make us feel much better and for the next hour we tried almost everything to get her to come out. We saw her a few times and tried to catch her but she would just dart away. We tried setting some food out and tapping the dish. Finally my dad said we can't wait for ever and with all of us in tears we started to head back to the car. Everyone was almost in the car when I turned around and there she was sitting almost right behind me giving me that "Ok I am ready to go now" look. We scooped her up and hugged her tight and cried for another good hour. Since then anyone saying they are getting a harness i warn them.
Molly used to always stop and look both ways before crossing the street. My parents declawed her (which I know you guys dont' like) but she could still climb the big avacado tree outside and had no qualms about scaring the daylights out of my neighbors rotweiler. She was still as frisky as ever just a year before we put her down. She truly was a supercat and I miss her dearly.
About 12 years ago my family and I moved from Florida to New York. My parents before leaving bought her a harness and were assurred by the pet store that the cat could not get out of it. But as usual Molly the supercat proved them wrong. We stopped in North Carolina at a rest stop on the highway. It was a pretty nice one with a really large wooded area and picnic tables so we got Molly in the harness to take her out for some fresh air. Not long after we got her out she started to squirm back and forth and before we knew it she slipped out of it and headed straight for the woods. We got so nervous and upset. The rest stop maintenence guy said if we did not get her back to not worry too much because there have been so many people who lost their cats to those woods that she would at least have friends. That didn't make us feel much better and for the next hour we tried almost everything to get her to come out. We saw her a few times and tried to catch her but she would just dart away. We tried setting some food out and tapping the dish. Finally my dad said we can't wait for ever and with all of us in tears we started to head back to the car. Everyone was almost in the car when I turned around and there she was sitting almost right behind me giving me that "Ok I am ready to go now" look. We scooped her up and hugged her tight and cried for another good hour. Since then anyone saying they are getting a harness i warn them.
Molly used to always stop and look both ways before crossing the street. My parents declawed her (which I know you guys dont' like) but she could still climb the big avacado tree outside and had no qualms about scaring the daylights out of my neighbors rotweiler. She was still as frisky as ever just a year before we put her down. She truly was a supercat and I miss her dearly.
