I've written before about the cats we began caring for from our neighborhood. I've also written about finding Abraham deceased back in January. It seems as though we are down another. I remember seeing Pearl after we returned from our spring break trip, but only about a week after. Because we don't interact with the cats each day, we don't necessarily see each one each day. They eat when they are hungry, and aren't necessarily around each evening or morning. This was especially true this spring. There were several days when only Andrew was around in the evening. He would sit on the wood pile along the back of our lot and I always felt like he was looking into the woods wondering where the others were. It broke my heart.
As the days went on, I began to realize that the days were turning into weeks since I had seen Pearl. It's now been at least five weeks since I know I saw her. The other two are spending a great deal of time around our place. It makes me sad that she is gone. She was the tiniest (which probably drew her to me) and yet the most daring. She would often sit on our outside window sills and look into our house. It tended to drive our indoor cats absolutely crazy. I definitely miss having her around, and I hate to think about the little outdoor family growing smaller.
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