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Sábado, Março 12, 2005

Missing

Luke 15:3-6 Then Jesus told them this parable: "Suppose one of you has a hundred sheep and loses one of them. Does he not leave the ninety-nine in the open country and go after the lost sheep until he finds it? And when he finds it, he joyfully puts it on his shoulders and goes home. Then he calls his friends and neighbors together and says, 'Rejoice with me; I have found my lost sheep.'"

NicoleNicole, one of our cats, has been missing for three days. She has not come home to drink water and eat her Friskies, or to play with Paris and the rest of the house pets. And I have no soft fur to stroke at before I sleep.

Over a kitten. We've just had her for roughly three months and I have never cried this much for an animal.

Above all, I am deeply concerned about her health and vulnerability. Had she only been a little braver like Paris, I would not have worried tremendously about her. I just could not imagine how such a helpless little cat would be able to look for food outside her home. I'm afraid she'd be bitten by rabid dogs in the village, or be maltreated by some assholes around, or be filched by an enamored homeowner.

This is really something to reflect on. If it must feel very terrible for someone to lose a pet, how much more would it be to a mother who has lost her child? By whatever means, however harsh the hurdles may turn out, my Nicole must be found.


Carnaval took a nap at 6:21:00 PM

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