Mr. Brightly Bright Eyes from Havana
by Pat Gordon
Where Did My Beautiful Cat Go?
Where did my beautiful Mr. Brightly, Bright Eyes go? Did he fall into a sink hole, get swallowed up by some monster, get picked up by some flying predator? Or get beamed up by aliens?
I have searched and searched. He disappeared without a trace. One day he was home perfectly fine and happy and the next day gone.
What hurts the most is not knowing if he is hurt and hiding somewhere or can't get home. If he was hit by a car, or died from some natural cause, I would find his body. No one has seen him and no one cares. They don't understand, he was just a cat they probably think.
I miss his bright eyes and soft long hair, and his desire to be near me and thank me for rescuing him. He wouldn't have run away, he loved his home and me and the other cats. He wasn't the wandering kind, but the fat and lazy kind.
I keep thinking I will look out and see him. I loved you Mr. Brightly Bright Eyes and hope to see you some day at the "Rainbow Bridge."