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@Jacqui
DEPARTURE from day in the life for LIVE UP DATE
Its rainy out.
The boat is being worked on, which essentially means we're sitting here with no power (save an extention cord for laptop use) and in **total **darkness. I've been out in London all day. Duckie was undoubtedly desperate to go out and have cat time. So he went.
About a minute ago I hear some odd slippy noises like something fell and has lost purchase. then I hear a thump and a plop. Its pitch dark in here and I am having a beer BUT I get up because I know Duckie is outside. I have to stress that I didn't want to get up, and was considering not to; [B]then hear the most incredible YOWL[/B].
It's not catlike.
Its not fox like.
I'd struggle to repeat it, it was a sound of desperation and pain and sheer panic.
Something is fighting for its life.
Again, it chills me.
Again.
I am at the door, I call. *Duckie! *I hear some splashing and look to where my engine was and in the pitch black of the water I see it shudder. A splash. A white paw and a gurgle. I am still in the boat, inside but somehow (and I am not actually sure how) I am on the deck with my hand in the water reaching down, down.. I grab struggling fur and my arm rockets back to the surface.
Duckie.
Sopping. Water pouring off his little grey mass and out of him, his claws are embedded into my arm and i have never been so happy to have such pain. In my head I reason, if he's hurting me he's still alive.
I've towelled him off with my one manky towel and he's sitting next to me cleaning himself as I write this. There's a massive puddle on the floor - but I can't see it because we're in total darkness except for this screen.
I'm glad to know what it will sound like when he goes over, I couldn't hope to recreate that sound to tell you but its in my mind now and I know if I hear it again, *even if I am dead asleep** I WILL** wake up.*