It must be Hazel
Her eyes were as big as Hazel's. Her black-tipped ears are like Hazel's. Her hyperactive tail with a black patch at the tip resembles Hazel's. Her stripped legs looks exactly like Hazel's. The way she eats so loudly with her head tilted one side is just like Hazel. The way she nibbles and kicks irwin's hands with her hind legs is totally Hazel. The way she sits with her back facing us, and her tail twirling away is -oh-so-Hazel-. The way she is so curious about anyone who walks pass, yet afraid, is so Hazel. And the way she doesnt ever Meow, is just like Hazel. It must be Hazel, it must be.
But why? Hazel used to have a white muzzle and four white paws. Is it because she has grown up, thats why it's gone, or.. is it not Hazel at all?
I dont know to feel happy or upset. The moment she ran outta the contruction site when we called "Hazel!", was unbelievable. No cat would react this way. And the way she sticks to us like she's part of us, the way the walked to me so comfortably after she had her meal, waiting for me to scratch and pat her, the way she played with Irwin with that courage and trust she had for him, the fate, the link, the connection with us.
We all cant confirm if she's Hazel.
But..
I know that deep down in all of our hearts, we''ll be praying for her to be safe.
I'd assume that the kitty is Hazel, and I'd assume she pulled it through.
I'd take it that she's alright, and that she'll be waiting for us downstairs everynight.
I feel so selfish.
"Oh I do believe
In all the things you see
What comes is better
Than what came before
And you better come come
come come to me
Better come come come
come come to me
Better run run run
run run to me
Better come
Oh I do believe
In all the things you see
What comes is better
Than what came before
And you better
run run run run to me
Better run run run
run to me
Better come come come
come come to me
Better run"
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