Jake the Missing
Jake is missing, and I’m missing Jake. Actually he’s been missing for about 2 years. But now … Jake sightings!
Jake was never really my cat. He belonged to my neighbor and had free rein of the neighborhood. And reign he did! For about five years he charmed everyone on the block with his regal manner and clever antics. He knew how to connive a meal from every resident on the street. He even finagled free medical care from the veterinarian’s office around the corner, cunningly making his way onto the porch so the vet’s wife would notice him. Eventually he stealthily made his way into my house so he could curl up in a cozy corner of the basement on chilly winter nights. Somehow I allowed this to happen even though I’d had some serious cat-induced allergy problems in the past. Jake was special.
… I should say, Jake is special. I think I may have found Jake. Over the past several months on our daily morning walks we’ve seen a very Jake-like cat ... just a quarter mile from here as the crow flies. Not far at all for Jake. He knows his way around.
Jake had it good here in this neighborhood, but I know why he left. My neighbor had a dog and several other cats besides Jake. So Jake migrated here. My daughter doted on him, and he thrived. But the other cats began to multiply and also migrated to this side of the street. And my daughter doted. And they all thrived. But Jake was visibly upset. Orange cats had invaded his territory. Then one day he was just gone. Neighbors wondered and worried, and one afternoon even the vet’s wife knocked on my door to ask if I’d seen him.
So now, two years later I think I’ve located him. Why do I think this cat is Jake:
- He responds to music being whistled, especially Bach's Minuet in G(the same way Jake always did)
- He walked up close to me a few times with his tail in the air when I whistled.
- He has a tiny little bib of white fur like Jake.
- He did the “flop-over” when I talked to him.
- It would be just like Jake to find a better neighborhood!
With my daughter