Over two months ago, my post on this blog mentioned that one of our cats had disappeared, without a trace. She was an indoor cat, never wanted to go outside, and as the weeks went by, we could only hope that she she had found a new home. But one night about 2 weeks ago, I thought I saw a black and white cat that looked like her on our front porch. As soon as I opened the door, however, the cat vanished into the night. A few days after that, the gray and white cat, Angel, was on our back porch and when I went to the door to let her in, there was Bella. I was sure it was her, but she dashed to the side yard and hid. After an hour or so of a reverse sort of "cat and mouse," Joe coaxed her inside where she promptly needed to assert her territory by hissing and spitting at Angel, who by now must have been completely confused. We had several days of War of the Cats, but as you can see, they are now peacefully claiming their share of Joe's chair. I guess we will never know where Bella was for the two months she was missing, but sometimes she looks at me with those big golden eyes and I think for just a moment she is going to tell me!
Our cat, Bella, has become Joe's shadow during these past 7 months. She seems to sense that he is in pain and wherever he is, there she is too! Now that he has gone back to work, I think she waits to reclaim her place when he gets home to the recliner. Angel, our other cat is more aloof, has never been a lap cat. Still, she has her spot on the foot of his bed and is never very far away, either. I believe animals know in some way when we are ill, and seem to be saying they are "with us". After all, if they didn't keep us going, how would the food dish get filled?!