The People's Princess

There are some people who prattle on about their cats and it gets boring.

I know.

But please hear me out.

My cat has gone missing.

It has been 4 or 5 days since I saw her.

I need to prattle on, I am hurting.

I love her.

For the uninitiated her name is Princess Baby.

I don't know why.

She started out as "Boy George".

I then found out he was a 'she' (although same could almost be said for Boy George - could be a drag cat?? )

Her name, strangely, morphed into Princess Baby.

Sometimes Baby Girl.

Sometimes Blurt.

I won't go there. It is a family thing.

Although she has many names (which made it hard when I put an ad on the radio this morning) She is super, super special.

Not a fancy breed or anything like that.

Just a tabby cat I was given from a litter of ten.

She chose me as her Mama and then she prepared me for Mamahood.

People that saw me with her all said "I have never seen a cat like her!" - even cat haters seemed to find something to like in her.

All she wanted was to cuddle, or sleep on your head (see Cowboy's pic - someone who doesn't like cats mind you.)

She was obsessed with jumping up and cuddling me.

She wanted me to carry her everywhere.

If I was standing up she would jump up like a dog would so I would pat her!

Forget the imagery you have of cats with their arrogant independent air.

Princess Baby broke the mould.

She was a people-cat.The people's Princess if you will.

A couple of years into her life and the Little Prince (my son) was born.

Ten months into mothering a person and I admit I have felt super guilty at times.

I haven't been able to give her the cuddles that she had become accustomed to as much.

She looks at me sadly sometimes and then at the Prince with such contempt.

Now, she is... gone.

I cannot imagine how people feel when their children go missing.

I am laying awake at night wondering if she has been caught in a trap, bitten by a snake - or if she simply ran away because she was heartbroken.

I hope she is just on an adventure chasing birds and having a lovely time.

How awful is this not knowing.

(please note I jump tenses here, I don't know if she is still with us or not so forgive my grammar - I'm tense confused.)