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Linda FortuneAuthor of Regal: An Intimate View of One Magnificent Feline

The best laid plans……Pam calls for assistance.

One morning Pam called with a request for help. With Margie in Hospice care at her brother’s home in Montana and with no hope of returning to her home or her felines, Margie and Pam felt it was time to move Millie and Tux to their new homes. As you will remember, Millie was to go with nephew, Jim, and Tux was to be moved to the animal sanctuary. Pam was calling to round up a cadre of friends to help with the move, or should I say ‘to catch Tux’.

Millie’s move would be simple. She was always around and available for touches. Getting her into a cat carrier would be easy. Tux on the other hand would be the challenge. We developed a plan. Since Margie was the only person that Tux would let approach without running, Pam and I decided that it would be best to have the house sitter gradually shut the doors to the basement and all other rooms except the living room, kitchen, and upstairs bedroom. With this more limited territory, we felt that a number of us would be able to corner Tux and eventually get her into the cat carrier.

Then an immediate thought arose in my mind. I did not want to traumatize Tux. So, I suggested to Pam that I spend the next week visiting with Millie and Tux each morning and afternoon and try to establish rapport with Tux. Hopefully, I would eventually be able to catch her and place her in the cat carrier without trauma. Besides, Pam was doing so much for Margie that I wanted to lighten her load a bit too. Pam was relieved with this suggestion and so our new plan was set.

To help me with my task, I decided to call upon Jasmine Indra, the animal communicator who had previously worked with Regal and me. I wanted her to talk with Tux, prepare her for the upcoming events, and send her the healing Yuen energy. One phone call later, Jasmine responded to my request for help. She immediately took the time to connect with Tux telepathically and shared her findings.

P.S. Now, I’m sure, that you are probably wondering “What does Tux looks like? Who is this elusive cat?” While I did not take this photograph during this time in the story, I thought your curiosity was on the rise and felt that you must be wondering. So, here you are….Tux, the elusive cat.

Next entry: Tux is approached telepathically.

Blessings, Linda

Linda Fortune
Author of Regal: An Intimate View of One Magnificent FelineA confession.

I do have to own up to a conflict that arose in my own mind and heart regarding Tux. When the magnitude of Margie’s health issue started to sink in and its reality became clear, I knew that the living arrangements for Margie’s cats would have to be dealt with. I knew this was going to be a tough call.

Sorry to say, I wasn’t up to helping with this tough call directly. I did not volunteer to take Tux. In fact, I clearly remember putting my hands over my eyes and thinking with some panicked emotion “I hope Margie doesn’t ask me to take Tux.”

The reality that I was facing, and which was true, was that I have oriental carpets, hardwood floors, and do short trips in my Roadtrek. I was concerned about potential damage to house and could not visualize an older cat adjusting to the circumstances of traveling with me in my RV. Regal had done that easily but we had started when she was 5 months old. To complicate matters, I was also just recovering from a respiratory virus and my energy level was very low. I did not have the strength to muster up a solution.

The other side of the coin was that I did not have any kind of a relationship with Tux and really did want to take on an animal that appeared to have so many problems. I felt no inner connection and could not see this as being a good match. Unlike Margie whose heart was always open, no matter who or what came on the scene, I tend to be a little bit more guarded and assess things especially where it comes to something that would affect the course of my life as an animal does. I just wasn’t up for what I perceived as a potential big problem, a sacrifice if you will.

I listened to my feelings and did not volunteer. If I hadn’t, I know that I would be doing something that I really did not want to do and would have felt upset about it. I’m sure you can imagine the sadness, conflict, and guilt that I felt with my thoughts and subsequent decision. Margie was a wonderful friend, was in need, but I just wasn’t up to taking on Tux. When I discussed the matter with Pam, it took all I had to refrain from volunteering for I did hear the unspoken need. As it was, Pam rose to the occasion and took up the torch, reassured Margie, and started the email campaign that ended with success. Tux would have a home and everyone was relieved.

Next entry: The best laid plans……..

With blessings, Linda