A Moment for Widow.

*sigh*

I'm tired.

But hey, what else is new? I've got a new, full-time job working at Woody's RV World detailing RVs (insert sneer, a la Mama, here), and I've got a full life. Kellin's in the middle of moving, and I've got his cats staying in my room for a couple of days in the meantime.

Mama is, as usual, being terrorized by Fil and has responded by going totally insane. No surprise there, either. You know, for someone with a life as crazy and weird as mine, it's sometimes scarily predictable.

And now for a random change of subject.

I've lost one of my kitties, and I'd like to just dedicate a moment to Widow, my lovely grey familiar with the golden eyes. She disappeared a couple of weeks ago when I was at Kellin's, a most unusual thing since she's not one to wander much further than the neighbour's house. Despite all our efforts and my prayers, she has disappeared off the face of the earth.

Mama says, quite seriously, that she went to commune with the Mothership or equivalent, since Widow had such power when she looked at you that none of us really thought she was truly a cat.

Kai just says we're lucky not to have found pieces of her.

As for me? Even if I never see her again, I wish that I could at least find out what really happened to my Widow, because I honestly have no idea. I miss her, though...

I still have Trace, my little black hunter. And I still have Blunt and Pinner, Kellin's two sweeties. And I love them all, and am grateful for them.

But Widow was my familiar, the one of all of them who was my cat. I picked her out, brought her home, and was her familiar as much as she's mine.

So a moment for her, and a prayer that somehow she'll come back.

Lah.