My folks aren't certain what happened. He went out in the evening and didn't come back. The neighbors said there was a dead bunny in the street last Monday morning. It's possible that he was bringing the bunny home and wouldn't let something else take it away. And maybe the something else got the better of him.
There's no way to know. My dad has spent the week looking around the neighborhood, but there's no trace. I guess that's kind of good. They didn't find his body. That would have been rough. Although at least if they had, they could get some closure.
But my dad is still taking it very hard. Mr Bailey is/was a sweet little guy. He and my dad had such a special bond. It was a calculated risk to let both little gentlemen roam the neighborhood. But they were so unhappy not being able to go outside, particularly Mr Bailey. He is/was a real cat.
He made it through being abandoned on my folks' property here in Washington. He learned the ropes from a 13 year old yellow lab/golden retriever mix. Mr Bailey and Mr Newby helped my folks recover when Buddy went to the Rainbow Bridge five years ago. Those two country kitties managed a deer herd and kept the property clear of mice, snakes, and all manner of critters.
But I guess the city life in Arizona got the better of Mr Bailey.
In the absence of any real evidence to the contrary, I'm just going to go on thinking that he went walkabout. Maybe he went a little too far, and got a little too lost. Maybe he couldn't figure out where he was, or how to get back home. So he checked in with a nice family that is keeping him safe.
We just don't know if Mr Bailey found his way to the Rainbow Bridge.
Hey Mr Bailey Kitty Cat, if you did cross the Bridge, I hope you're getting to run about with your old pal Mr Buddy the Yellow Lab. Mr Newby, Mr Tucker, and the rest of us will see you when it's time.
Love ya, little guy.
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