I've tried to wrap my mind around this week's Sunday Scribblings' prompt to research a subject through a Google search; but the one thing I really want to find right now, just isn't to be found through Googling.
Even though there are 32,000,000 results on Google for this, not one of them is what I'm looking for. Who I'm looking for...
Google worthy though they may be - I'm not looking for Harriet Carter; not Harriet Tubman. Not Harriet Miers or Harriet Beecher Stowe.
Not even this Harriet (who I blogged about on my old blogger blog back in November). Nor Harriet the Spy (though that's one of my nicknames for her; she's so sly, quiet and a little sneaky - hence the slipping out the door when no one's looking). Not any of those 32,000,000 results is the one and only Harriet that I'm searching for - just my sweet and shy, calico scaredy-cat Harriet.
I guess even Google magic has its limits.
At least we've eliminated the pound for now. Posted up the neighborhood. Tomorrow I'm putting in a newspaper ad.
Tara posted a picture the other day of a dog that looked so much like Mr. Bear in front of a restaurant, that I told her from now on, I'm not thinking of him as just being gone - I'll think of him as going to Paris to learn the restaurant business (he always was a chow-hound). I'm hoping Harriet hasn't gone to Paris, too. I don't think she'd like the restaurant business at all. It's much too crowded and noisy for her tastes. She might like haute couture, though. She's always been fond of cashmere sweaters (especially if they're black - it shows the fur off so much better. The laundry basket is one of her favorite places to hang out - especially the clean laundry. I wouldn't mind at all, right now, though).
I think I need to try to get some sleep tonight. I'm going even a little farther off-track than usual (and that's saying a lot , I know). G'night. Happy googling.
And e-mail me if you should spot Harriet. Possibly working in the fashion world.
It's so horrible worrying about our pets. I hope she comes back to you really soon. Then you can write wonderful stories about all the places she's been.
Posted by: Lisa | September 19, 2006 at 03:16 AM
It's really sad that you haven't found Harriet yet, but as a piece of writing I have to say that I love this post and all its intriguing ideas. If only a Google search really could turn up lost pets and other loved-ones...
Posted by: Pacian | September 19, 2006 at 05:15 AM
oh i hope you find her. cat's are a big part of my life too. mybe after she's done all the stores and had her hair and nails done she'll be back. fingers crossed!
Posted by: leonie | September 19, 2006 at 06:55 AM
I will send up a quick little prayer for the safe return of your Harriet. Lost pets cause such heartbreak and distraction. Loved your comments about how she hairs the sweaters and clean clothes. Our theory is that cats shed most significantly their hairs that are in contrasting color to what they are lying on.
Posted by: sundaycynce | September 19, 2006 at 07:31 AM
oh how I feel your anxiety about Harriet....I didn't know she was such a fashion icon so perhaps she's making her way to NY for fashion week....they don't call it the "cat"walk for nothing. (sorry, just wanted to make you smile a moment). She's out there, she's probably scared and she may just be trying to get her barings straight to get home. Miss Daisy says "don't ever give up"!!
XOXO
Posted by: Lisa(oceandreamer) | September 19, 2006 at 08:39 AM
It's ok to help lighten my mood, Lisa, everyone, thanks. Something I've only recently come to realize through blogging, is that the more I'm in a panic mode, the harder I try to find humor and lighten myself - I guess it's sort of a self-comforting thing. So thanks for helping me find 'en-lightenment.' Speaking of en-lightment, my purse became very en-lightened yesterday, when my little digital camera got lost, too! I've been calling the places I went and no one's found it. Perhaps its doing fashion photo shoots for Harriet. I wish it would come back, too; I don't know how I'm going to replace it. :(
But I'd sacrifice it, if she'd just come back. I have weird ideas sometimes about the Universe and let my imagination run wild.
Thanks for the support everyone.
Posted by: tinker | September 19, 2006 at 09:11 AM
If it makes you feel better, the last time my little Psychokitty escaped, she was gone about a week. But then I found her, and life went back to normal. (or as normal as life can become when you own a psychotic kitty cat and her 2 demon-spawned kittens LOL)
Posted by: Jana | September 19, 2006 at 11:30 AM
Aww, I hope you find her. It is so hard to wonder if they are okay.
((you))
:)
Posted by: Amber | September 19, 2006 at 01:02 PM
Maybe she is just out looking for a boyfriend. Our male cat goes missing for about a week or 2 at a time and then comes back like he has not been gone at all. Hope that is all it is and she will be back soon.
Posted by: Ninnie | September 19, 2006 at 02:02 PM
Oh, Terri I'm so sorry she hasn't turned up yet! I'll keep an eye out for her here. Maybe she's gone off with a beau and will be back, once the honeymoon is over. You've written such a sweet piece, despite your obvious sadness. Sending you a big hug, my dear friend.xo
Posted by: Paris Parfait | September 19, 2006 at 02:40 PM
Terri...I hope Harriet returns soon! Darn, girl..you have gone through a LOT lately! My friend had a cat who was gone for 8 months and came back as if nothing ever happened!!!
Posted by: Pam ARIES | September 19, 2006 at 03:04 PM
Hoping that Harriet comes home soon with a fat belly looking for a "nest". (((HUGS)))
Posted by: judie | September 19, 2006 at 03:11 PM
Oh Tink! I have a calico too and she will come home soon. They know where they had it best :)
Posted by: Tammy | September 19, 2006 at 04:45 PM
I'm hoping as I make my way through your posts that Harriet's going to turn up...I'm wishing for a happy ending...
Posted by: Marilyn | September 24, 2006 at 02:14 PM