I received a frantic call from Ariez yesterday morning. It went kind of like this:
A: Aunt Sami, I found Raj (a small yellow kitty we had but went missing while on vacation)!
M: What do you mean you found Raj? Where are you? What are you doing?
A: I'm at school in Ms. room and he was outside at PE and he was meowing at the door and we have to get him because it's Raj!
M: Ummm...I'm not really sure what to tell you...I'm at work and I can't leave and I don't even know if it is Raj and what are we supposed to do with this cat?
A: We could bring it in and lock it in a room in the school until you can come get it...
No. We can't do that. So I calmed him down and told him that he should wait until after school and look around for the kitty and see if it really was Raj.
Fast forward to after school. I get a text that goes like this:
Tai: Mom, Ariez brought this cat home and he says it's Jasper (a black/grey kitten we had but went missing a couple of weeks ago) and it's not Jasper but he won't believe me.
M: Are you sure it's not Jasper?
T: YES! It's not the right color and it doesn't meow the same. It's NOT Jasper. And now Ariez is going crazy?
(Going crazy can mean a variety of things in our lives. Telling me someone is acting crazy does not narrow down an exact action, moment, feeling. It's a little hard to read what kind of crazy we are talking about. That's an important thing to clarify when announcing someone as crazy in our house.)
T: He's outside with that cat and he's calling me mean because I won't let him in the house again and he is just NOT accepting that this cat is NOT Jasper!
M: Wait...is this the same cat that he called me about this morning? He said it was Raj. Where did this cat come from?
T: He said he saw him at the school and he picked him up and carried him home.
I don't know what to do with this information. Maybe it IS Jasper and Tai is wrong. If it's not Jasper, Ariez is going to be so sad. What do I do with this cat that is now at my house. Did Ariez catnap another person's pet?
M: Ok...this is what we're going to do. We are going to let Ariez think this cat is Jasper and we are going to let it go inside and outside, just like Halo. If the cat has a home, he will go back to it. If he doesn't have a home, we'll feed him and Ariez will be so excited. Just don't argue with him anymore.
An hour later, I am home and this cat is CLEARLY not Jasper. Ariez and I have a very good talk and it's determined that this poor cat really does need to go back to where he got him from because somebody else is probably really missing him. All of his intentions were good but we can't just keep a cat that might belong to someone else.
Steve and I take the cat back to where Ariez says he was. Steve opens the door and lets him out. He turns and looks at us and meows a couple of times and saunters away and goes right to the door of a house and meows. The cat has returned home after a grand adventure of a day.
This story was hard to keep up with, but then again, sometimes situations like the crazy cat one you posted about are just crazy to comprehend in the moment. Keep the updates coming, it's always fun to see that I'm not the only one off my rocker once in awhile ;)
ReplyDelete: ) You forgot the part of the story where I came home from my dr. appointment & wondered why Ariez was standing, looking dazed, in the driveway, staring at a kitty. And, then, he came to our house & wondered if we wanted to see his cat. The door was open & said cat jumped in & was chased through the living room & finally cornered by the desk. All the while, I'm saying, "Get it out...I'm allergic!"
ReplyDeleteOh, the joys of parenting! ;-)
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