The painting was done by my wife last summer from a photograph of our daughter-in-law’s cat Ripley. Ripley was a house cat who got out and “ran” away shortly after our son and his wife moved into a new house almost three years ago. Our DiL was heartbroken, but resigned to never seeing Ripley again despite an exhaustive search.
This morning, she received a call from the local Animal Humane Association saying they had her cat. A chip scan gave them the contact information. Ripley had been “surrendered” by her “owner” who could no longer care for her. Our kids, near the shelter while running errands, were there within a few minutes for a very happy reunion. Ripley is now home and adjusting nicely.
I’d like to think this is a “what goes around comes around” situation. Karma, if one is so inclined. You see, our kids foster special needs kittens for the city’s animal shelter, doing great work at getting them healthy and in homes. What a reward for them, huh?
Praise the FSM for microchipping, because after a couple days on the streets it may be impossible to tell whether that filthy, ravenous, collarless “stray” hanging around the yard might have a family desperately searching for them — or how far away that family might be. Of course one usually needs to check with a vet or a shelter to find out about the microchip… which is why Denis Lehane (Gone Baby Gone, Mystic River) has been putting up flyers all over his Brookline neighborhood, offering both a cash reward and a spot in his next novel to the person he hopes “rescued” his runaway (rescue) beagle Tessa.
What’s on the agenda for the remainder of the weekend, as we gird ourselves for the first full business week of 2013?