Misty Mouser

Misty Mouser hangs out in the shade and makes sure I'm doing my job. When the guys take break she'll be the first one on scene to find their scraps.

Misty Mouser became Lost Lover.

Lost Lover

Truly one of the friendliest cats I've met on a job site. She would frequently come over and ask for scraps from the guys' lunches. A local resident said he was her caretaker, and she spent long hours sitting outside his house in a small patch of shade. After a couple weeks I noticed she wasn't there and I assumed incorrectly that she was inside the house. No, she had wandered around the corner and up the block to have kittens. She was hiding them in an old discarded baby stroller. Though she was cautious, she was still friendly but sadly looked very malnourished. That guy was no longer leaving food outside for her. I bought food to give to her and hoped she could find enough scraps around to sustain herself and kittens.

I hadn't seen her, nor her kittens as frequently as before. I saw her once last week, maybe twice the week before. I'm not sure if they were still around or if she had moved the kittens, or if they were big enough now that they wandered off elsewhere. She was skinny and looking rough the last time I saw her.

This morning I found her dead near the sidewalk, not far from the man's house who used to feed her. She had a bad head injury so she either was struck by a vehicle or... Something less accidental. 

I'm glad she had the joy of kittens. I'm glad I got to pet her and give her some affection while she was here. The crew let me bury her in the trench. 

Rest in peace Lost Lover.