Relief

Yesterday I was in such sadness for so long because of our missing kitty.
I knew I had to drag myself to work and it would not be easy.
Every step I took was so slow and deliberate.
I got stronger as the morning went on.
But as I was reaching for my coat to leave, upon lifting it Codys toy came flying out from under and landed on the floor.
A fresh wave of tears engulfed me and I was thinking "damn, I just put on my makeup".
I made it to work and started to feel a little refreshed.
I was there for about two hours and my husband comes waltzing through the door with a Cody on his shoulder.
I about fainted with joy and relief.
My knees went week as I grabbed for the cat and plopped onto the floor with him.
I cried and exclaimed and questioned.
"Where did you find him?!"
My husband says to me "Well, I prayed and asked God for a word".
Apparently the word was "meow" because that is what he heard next.
Bob had been prowling the area off and on quite a bit not wanting to give up;
looking in strange and unlikely places just like me.
But he wandered down to our chicken coop where the fence ajoins the neighbors yard.
He looked AGAIN in the shed and heard the cry.
My cat does not meow.
Apparently he does meow when times are rough.
But Bob said it was pretty sad sounding.
He looked over the fence and realized the sound was coming from next door so he rounded the fence into the neighbors yard thinking "it has to be him".
He followed the sound and kicked away some leaves and underneath was a skunktrap
with a little Cody in it.
What are the odds?
The odds that it would happen like this in a long ago abandoned cage or that he would even find it.
God is good.
All the time.
And thank you husband for loving this cat as much as I and bringing him back to me.