So here is VIKINGS amazing lost and found story. When we arrived backed home to Newcastle after our long trip to the USA and UK, we were so excited about seeing Cleopatra and Viking... only to find that Cleo was home but that Viking was missing. Needless to say...I was devastated and could not hold back my tears. To keep it simple.... with good intentions, he had been let out at night, 2 weeks prior to our arrival and had not been seen since. As he is still young and was also still nursing from Cleopatra, he obviously did not know where to go or what to do for food and shelter....so he wondered off in search of warmth and nourishment as he was unable to get back indoors. We spent our first afternoon and evening walking around the property calling for him. Colin also called our local pet shelter and they asked that we come in the following morning to see if he was there...only to find that he was not. Colin went around and inquired at nearby take away outlets, and only one staff member had seen a cat fitting Vikings description about a week before, nearby playing in the water drains on an adjacent property. Things were looking hopeful. Our next plan was to print posters of Viking and put them up at our local grocery store and the take away outlets nearby, in the hopes that someone would call us with information regarding his whereabouts. Daily for 5 days we continued to walk around the property calling for him and letting Cleopatra walk with us in the hopes that she would sniff him out or call him out. Nothing! My concerns grew as the weather conditions were bitterly cold, our coldest winter here in Newcastle in 27 years...up to -9C. I wondered how he would survive these temperatures and hoped that some kind human had taken him in. All my family and fb friends, your love and encouragement was amazing. I could feel your support, which helped me to continue hoping for his safe return. And I did hope.... that I would wake the next morning and find him outside, or that he would come bounding to us through the long grass when we were calling for him, or that he would just walk through the door and greet us with his squeaky lil boy meow... Yesterday, Sunday, the 5th day of our return, after our morning gathering, we took another walk around the property calling again. I then saw a little girl in the next door complex garden, and I called for her to ask if she had perhaps seen Viking...I explained what he looked like. She was not sure, but I gave her our telephone number and she assured me that she would call me if she or any of friends saw him. We continued with our walk and calling when I heard the little girl calling me back. I ran up to the fence hopeful...and she said that her friends said they had seen him earlier some time, but nothing certain. My heart started to pound excitedly and I asked if we could get into the complex so that we could search for him. The complex gates were opened for us and we had a crowd of beautiful little children gathered around us all excited to tell us about how they thought they had seen Viking on this or that day, at this or that spot...but there was no Viking. But I was stirred with hope....they had seen him for sure. Then the little girl got a brainwave and said we should go and ask a lady in one of the houses. So off we all marched...and my hopes were getting higher and higher. We asked the lady, and she said that he had been with her for a week, that she had found him one night, meowing under her deck frozen cold and hungry, but that he had left on the Monday prior to our arrival on the Wednesday. My hopes dashed to the ground and my tears flowed. But she promised she would let me know if he came back. The children then urged us to speak to someone from the body corporate, and as we walked they pointed to a man washing his car, saying he was the one to speak to. Low and behold....this man was a friend of ours whom we had know since we first arrived in Newcastle. He was very helpful and encouraging and took our numbers and a picture of Viking and said he would let us know if Viking appeared again and he also sent us off to inquire at another neighbour who had cats who may be able to help us. While we were there, my phone rang...it was our friend Louis...His words were...Viking has been found, he is in Volksrust. [50 kilometers away from Newcastle].e back!! Well, this news had me shivering from withi , so we hurriedly got back into our car...[although I did not want to get too excited until we knew for sure] and we rushed back to the complex and our friend Louis told us that a residents friend, who is a cat lover, had taken him home with her to Volksrust on the Monday. So we managed to get this ladies telephone number and speak to her. Viking fitted the description perfectly!!..She was taking good care of him and he was well and in good condition and unharmed. Well, I just burst into tears...I could not contain myself. The lady offered to bring him through to Newcastle the next morning on Monday [today] and I said I could not wait another night and that we would drive through immediately to fetch him ...it was 6.30pm Well you know the rest...all is well...we are all back together again and smiling from ear to ear and at peace. Thank you to our Papa, for our family, all our fb friends and for our enthusiastic little neighbour friends, and to our friend Louis, and to the 2 kind ladies who took him in from the cold and loved him, fed him and kept him safe. And thank you my darling Peachie Colin for driving us all the way to Volksrust and back at night! If it were not for seeing and meeting sweet little Kayla yesterday afternoon, who was so willing to help me through the neighbourhood fence, we may never have found out that Viking was up in Volksrust...we would still be calling for him in vain....
Posted on: Mon, 14 Jul 2014 17:00:27 +0000
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