Our Christmas Mystery passed away on Saturday. He was 14-15 years old but He only shared his days with us since December 21. My daughter, Margaret, gave him a wonderful home for his final days. We knew when he came that he wanted a family of friends for his final days…and he sure had that. There are plenty of us who believe there is another world for our beloved pets…and surely Mystery is enjoying that ‘wonderful world of cats’ as you read this. I have included the following from earlier writings.
Mystery at Christmas
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Mystery arrived seven days before Christmas. One of those unexpected surprises of life that is difficult to figure. A puzzle with missing pieces. A happenstance that defies explanation. Margaret found her curled in a bale of hay…weak, neglected, old, underweight, dehydrated, and gasping for air because of a twisted flea collar. We fed her a few morsels of cat food, offered water sparingly until, satisfied, ignoring the interest of the other cats and dogs, she found her place in the hay and slept. On the sixth day before Christmas she was obviously on the rebound. Though merely more than skin and bone, she purred at the touch, and languished in our arms. We guessed her to be eight to nine years of age, slump shouldered: her steps are of labor, and her fangs are longer than any I have seen. I wanted to call her Wolf. She is Mystery though, because we do not know from whence she came. But, we do know WHY she came. See did not want to die alone. And so we have taken her in. On the fifth day before Christmas, today, Margaret took her to the veterinarian where tests will determine her future. I will tell you those results tomorrow. No matter the decision though, one of the Mystery’s of the Christmas season, when we all find ways to extend our arms to one another, be it our human or animal friends, has once again manifested itself. John
MYSTERY SOLVED!
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Our Mystery remains just that…but he is our Mystery. Home tonight from the vet, who pronounced him disease free and recovering from being malnourshed, dehydrated, starving, and lonely. Mystery is no longer at death’s door…rather he will now find his place in the barn amongst two cats, two dogs, and five horses. His youth has passed and we know nothing of his past days, but his future, as long as he wishes to stay with us, is secure. No doubt if this cat could speak his words would be ten, “Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.”
The Bog 