All day long, the pair trudged through the forest. Harriet the cat stopped to stalk weasels while Angel the horse nibbled on bits of grass. Thirst quenching came from tiny streams crisscrossing the land.
As sunlight dimmed and evening neared, Harriet said, “Let’s stop. Cats normally sleep all day. I need a break.” She yawned, stretched then said, “From the looks of those mountains, we ought to be there in a day or two. That is, of course, you keep up.”
“What if Emmy is mad that I ran away?”
“Worry about that if it happens. Don’t bother me now. I’m ready for a nap.”
“I’m not tired.”
“Your ears must be full of grass. Didn’t you hear me say I was tired?”
At the end of the second day, the tooth-shaped mountains nearly touched them. From their spot in the forest, they spotted plumes of smoke billowing from chimneys. Now it was a matter of relying on Harriet’s sense of direction. The cat was confident. Although Angel said Emmy lived near the toothed-shaped mountains, which ranch, if any, did she live on?
“You’re too big to go snooping on people’s property,” Harriet said. “Tell me about the ranch. I’ll prowl around and see what I can find.”
“I only lived there a few months,” Angel said. “There was a downpour that day as Emmy opened the trailer. A bolt of lightning struck. The noise spooked me so I ran away. I ran all the way into….”
Harriet grunted frustration. “Ok already. Don’t tell me that story again. What does Emmy look like? Do you remember anything about the truck they drove? I need details.”
So much had happened since that day. Angel’s mind was chock full of memories, good and bad, about her adventurous journey through the forest. She had a hard time remembering what the truck looked like, but she never forgot Emmy.
“She had the most gorgeous eyes, the color of a clear blue sky. And that dazzling smile. She made me feel like the most special horse in the world.”
After Angel filled Harriet in on scanty details she remembered about the property, the cat said, “Stay here for a while. Don’t fret if I’m not back right away. That’s a lot of land to cover, even for me.”
“Are you sure you can do this?”
“I said I’d get you home and I will.” Harriet had spoken. “Even the great Harriet needs time.”
“Be careful,” Angel said as she watched Harriet scamper away. A glimmer of hope that Harriet would find the ranch quickly excited her about Emmy. Angel hunkered down and waited.
To keep from dwelling on Harriet’s success or lack thereof, Angel’s thoughts shifted toward Emmy. Would it be possible to resume their life together?
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