Where are you Charlie?

My transfer will arrive in about an hour to bring me to the airport. Why I need to leave my house FOUR hours before my flight leaves is beyond me, but at least it will give me plenty of time to snag some free chocolate samples at that Ruta Sur store, or whatever that store is called that apparently has a monopoly in the Santiago airport, because it has like six locations. Oh well, I’m not complaining. They give out free chocolate.

Anyway so I decided to try to take a little nap because I slept horribly last night (ohh the excitement!) but all of a sudden I woke up because I realized I hadn’t seen Charlie for awhile. And also I kind of wanted him to nap with me, you know, one last snuggle session before I left. I looked in all his normal spots: the couch, the back of the couch, underneath the couch, at the foot of the bed, on the balcony. No Charlie.

Nope, he wasn't hiding in here. This was last week in the empty kitty litter bag.

My apartment is small. It has one bedroom, one livng-comedor (basically a large room), a bathroom and a tiny kitchen. I have netting up on the balcony and bedroom window so there is literally no way that Charlie can escape. I tried to remember the last time I had left the apartment, but it had been hours ago to go put some stuff in storage, and I had definitely seen him since then. Plus Charlie is afraid of the outside world, so he almost never tries to leave the apartment.

Oh, and all this time I am calling him in my special kitty voice and nothing. So I went and got his treats and started shaking them. Nothing. I really started to panic. Where could he be?

I went to check the bathroom window (which I almost never open because it doesn’t have netting on it) and after I found it securely shut, I came back into the living-comedor. There he was, sitting next to the box with his treats in it, looking at me like, “Hi, I heard treats were offered.”

Where had he been? I have no clue. But I think it’s a sign that he doesn’t want me to leave. That, and the fact that he’s been hanging out in my suitcase since I brought it up from storage two days ago.

Charles, you aren't on my packing list.

Sorry, Charlie, I’ll be back soon.

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12 thoughts on “Where are you Charlie?

  1. rumbo sur! but watch out for the chocolate covered cocoa beans, they keep you awake! Have a safe flight, and a great trip. I will miss Charlie this time around, but I’m sure your housesitter will take good care of him. Fare thee well!

  2. rumbo sur! but watch out for the chocolate covered cocoa beans, they keep you awake! Have a safe flight, and a great trip. I will miss Charlie this time around, but I’m sure your housesitter will take good care of him. Fare thee well!

  3. Oh Charlie….. Gracie & Jack feel your sorrow about your parent leaving you behind for a short while. They too know something’s up when the suitcases come out! But Charlie I’m sure your human mommy left you in good hands and you’ll be so excited when she gets back to Chile’ : ))

  4. Oh Charlie….. Gracie & Jack feel your sorrow about your parent leaving you behind for a short while. They too know something’s up when the suitcases come out! But Charlie I’m sure your human mommy left you in good hands and you’ll be so excited when she gets back to Chile’ : ))

  5. My cat always helps me pack (read: helps me pack him). He rolls in my clothes, and hides in the folds. Then he darts in and out of the piles. Finally, he falls asleep on top of his finished product. I love cats.

    Have a great trip!

  6. My cat always helps me pack (read: helps me pack him). He rolls in my clothes, and hides in the folds. Then he darts in and out of the piles. Finally, he falls asleep on top of his finished product. I love cats.

    Have a great trip!

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