Lost and found...twice

Last Tuesday, April 4th Bianca did not show up for breakfast which is rare for her as she and the quadruplets are always hungry. I went looking for her all over Mom's property to no avail. She did not show up for supper either.

Bianca is not one to leave the property like some of the older cats. Even though she turned 6 months old on April 7th she looks smaller for her age.

The following day she showed up and I was so happy to see her even though she looked like she had rolled around in the dirt. She was very hungry but otherwise looked well. I had placed a collar on both her and Suzie but their neck was still too thin so I had taken them off so they would not lose them. 

I decided to place another one in case she got lost so people would know that she had an owner and was not a stray. I took so many pictures of her but they were not any good until the last one...she looked like she was smiling and happy to pose :-D

Then on Thursday, April 6th, the same thing happened but this time it was Suzie who went missing! Do these cats want to kill me or something? Suzie is the Siamese cat that someone dumped on the property when she was about six weeks old. At the time Bianca was 3-weeks old and Luna (her mother) had already killed her two siblings and did not want to feed her anymore.

Bianca and Suzie bonded and were welcomed by the then quintuplets who are now quadruplets after Karen's passing. Grayson the quintuplets mother would nurse them every once in a while.

Suzie returned on Saturday, April 8th looking thin, with sad eyes, and a lack of appetite. Suzie and Bianca both got well. It wasn't until Tuesday, April 11th when I had to run several errands in town that I fed the cats earlier than usual that I saw that Bianca did not look well. She did not want to eat and curled up by Dad's old car and went to sleep.

When I got back to the house Bianca was in the same location that I left her but she had flies swirling around her. I picked her up and brought her inside the house. It was like a Deja vu of what I went through when Karen passed.

I knew then that she did not have long. A placed her on a cardboard box as I held her little paw and thanked her for having come into my life. She passed and I took her outside to our pet cemetery. The desert ground is too rocky and hard for me to dig a hole. I was looking for some peat moss to cover her with when Muñeca came around. She walked up to Bianca, smelled her, and perhaps said goodbye to her cousin.

Within two months I have lost two cats and that is never easy. Rest in peace my little Bianca.