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| The Littlest Big Man |
| Tuesday, 22 July 2008 | |
Xola, November 3, 1992 - July 16, 2008
On Tuesday July 16th at 3:30am I awoke to the sounds of a horrific cat vs. ? fight, silence, several quick meows and then more silence. I immediatly sprang outside with a flashlight and started looking for him, and have every day since. Posters were made and plastered throughout the neighborhood. Shelters and wildrooms visited. Daily treks to find him and we never found anything. No fur or his collar or any sign - he simply disappeared. I learned, after speaking to the animal shelter lady, that if you live near any of the dry creek beds that they turn into a coyote freeway at night... especially these days after the Goleta Gap fire when they were all pushed lower off the mountain. The creek bed is a block away. I believe that he was fighting for his life and those last parting meows were the end of him. I don't want to think that but there is no evidence of him anywhere; he was taken away by something. On Thursday night my friends came over and we walked up and down the creek beds looking for any sign of him; looking for his collar and tags... we found nothing. I will miss him dearly. He had many many friends who loved him and took care of him. As my dear friend put it: "He was a super BigMan with a super BigBag and there will never be another butter lickin' turkey stealin' faucet addict like him again." You were much loved. |
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