Sunday, July 21, 2013


Our cat has disappeared. No trace. Maybe the victim of a bear or coyote, or maybe she went for a walkabout. Maybe she is just asleep in that big cushion in the sky.

Born in South Georgia, St. Marys, around 1998, she was named for the Magnolia outlet mall in Brunswick on her way back to Ellijay. That was her first car ride and she did not like it, a trend to continue her whole life.

She was a birdwatcher, liked to watch the hummingbirds flit around. But she was compassionate - when birds would fly into our high windows and land feet up on the deck, she would come running to administer mouth-to-mouth before taking them to the screened-in porch for dissection.

She liked high places - she watched the yard from the top step, she slept on top of the 4-wheeler cushion, she watched from the porch swing as the raccoons would come and go to eat her food at night.

Maggie and her buddy, Tasha the dog

You know how your kids get pets then the kids grow up and leave home and leave the pets there? That is what happened to Maggie. Left to be raised by grandparents, she liked the quiet life with the old folks out in the woods.

She was still pretty spry for a 15-year-old cat, we would be gone for long periods of time and she had a caregiver who would check on her and feed her, elder care. So if you have a loved one who is getting on up there in years, go to see her and give her a hug because the next time she might be gone.

Thanks for all the good times, Maggie, hope you are in a happy place!


motherkitty said...

So very sorry. One of our kitties disappeared for over two weeks. Then one day Dolly Parton showed up, starving, looking as if she had been in a coal bin (she's all white normally), and mewing for me wildly. She has been a housecat ever since, sleeping on my bed or dad's chair, but never far from the house. Hopefully your Maggie will return in good shape -- maybe it was just a walkabout.

Gypsy Quilter said...

It's very sad to lose a furry one. She had a very good life with your family.

Bonnie Jacobs said...

I'm sorry she's gone, Susan. It was amusing to see that Maggie and my Kiki shared a hobby -- birdwatching. I've put the link to this obituary for Maggie on the sidebar of my blog, with Kiki's. If Maggie wanders home, be sure to let me know. It's possible she went to a private place, knowing it was time. I think that's what happened to Duchess and Jack, two of my outdoor cats. My tears and condolences for your loss, my friend.