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Lost Something You Love? Here’s How To Get It Back.
Woo-woo magic? Maybe. But this works for me all the time.
When our cat Caledonia went missing years ago, we were bereft. My husband was especially so since Caledonia had chosen him as her person. We did all the things you are supposed to do when your cat disappears: Flyer the neighborhood. Contact Animal Care & Control. Walk around for hours calling her name. Cry. None of these brought our cat back.
I still held out hope for a few days. As with a stolen car, I figured, so with cats. If you are going to get the car or the cat back, you will within about three days. If it’s more than that, then it seems more likely the car is stripped and junked. Likewise, after three days, chances are the cat is, well, gone for good.
It was day four. Still, no Caledonia.
Then my mother, who was the smartest person I’ve ever known and in no way woo-woo, gave my husband woo-woo advice: Make a pledge that if Caledonia comes back, you will donate money to a charity.
My husband is the second smartest person I know and the most logical one as well. He doesn’t dwell in the land of magic and faith and prayers and miracles. (I do.) But desperation can make, if not believers, then gamblers of the most fact-based, faithless-based souls.

