Judge, Jury and Executioner!

DRAMA! DRAMA! DRAMA!

So yesterday morning (for you west northern hemisphere people it's today) I get a panicky phone call......here's how it went:

Suz: (Real name witheld in case of recrimination and other unpleasantries)
"The cat is missing, I can't find him anywhere! Did you leave the door open?"

Me: "No, I didn't leave the door open!"

Suz: "Are you sure you didn't come back in the house to do something and left the door open".

Me: "No, I didn't come back into the house after I closed the door and left".

Suz: "Well he's gone!" (Phone put down...you can never tell if it's slammed down or put down gently).

Another desperate phone call:

Suz: "I have looked everywhere I cannot find him. I am going to drive around the neighbourhood to see if I can find him".

Me: "I know he's in the house.....he may be trapped behind a cupboard or squeezed himself into a space he cannot get out of".

Suz: "I've tapped his bowl and shook the food container, he is not responding. He always comes when he smells food".

Me: "If he is trapped somewhere he won't be able to come. Check everywhere again!"

Suz: "But I've looked everywhere...I'll look again".

Hangs up.....

Sheepish text message received, no telephone call? : Johnnie (Not real name of cat, witheld as per previous reason...recriminations etc) has been (who else was looking you are the only one in the house!) found wandering in my bedroom. He is sick and doesn't want food which is most unlike him. Panic over now. S (Really who finishes a text with a letter?)

At this point I was feeling like a piece of S....... so my reply:

My text: Thank GOD! I was leaving work to find him for you because I knew he was at home. I have been coming to your house all year and I would never have been careless to let him out! I knew there was something wrong and all was not well. Listen next time I tell you because I feel awful! (Yes my Zen moment had left me this morning!)

It was only yesterday how I was telling everyone in my WA family how Zen I was and that tomorrow I will probably be as nutty as a fruitcake! (I know, be careful of what you wish for.....)

Now that I've got that out of the way...here is my real point. Do not judge someone, EVER, because even if someone you know does something in a certain way does not mean they will always do it. Humans are not that consistent...there is no 'always' about us...we are sometimes or mostly.

The worst thing about this episode is that if the cat had not been found...I would have been forever condemned. Oh yes it was Michael, he let the cat out and we never found the cat again...probably killed...I would have to live with that.

Because none of us is perfect, the fact of the matter is we think we are. The story could easily have been that the cat died behind a piece of furniture, found a way out of the house that we don't know about, 'S' may have been negligent herself (Although we think oh no! I would never have done that, I am so careful, I know exactly what I do and where I put things!......REALLY?! Why do I have to find your glasses, keys etc if you are so perfect!

If you've read this far...you deserve a pat on the back...I don't normally rant for this long...oh what the heck....maybe one of you can relate to this?