Sometimes we just want someone to find us By Jonathan Berman

A little short story Neptune helped me write tonight... I hope you like it.

Sometimes we just want someone to find us

Nearly two am, a snowglobe world outside, a soft eiderdown of snow lay peacefully all around, and Neptune, my wanderlust-driven cat had run out into the frozen tundra, the -1º wasteland to explore...

I thought to myself, I wonder where he went? After all I stopped using the pet tracker ages ago, too expensive and pointless really, especially for a cat who knows the neighborhood and tends to stay close to home... but I looked down at that beautifully fresh, comforter layer of snow on the ground and saw his pawprints as clear as cut outs in sugar cookies... and I began to follow them down the street...

The snow was still falling, like cherry blossom petals, angel kisses melting at the hint of me, but I kept going, one block, two, stopping at a garbage can here, or jumping up some steps or across a lawn, I followed his journey down the street... until I came to the last house on the left, and there he was, sitting on the corner stone porch railing, looking down the road...

When he saw me, he beamed, he was so happy to see me, he climbed on my shoulder, nuzzled my face, and I carried him home... at first I thought perhaps he'd be a little upset that I'd come and got him, but it was really quite the opposite, an outpouring of love so warm from my little guy, it could have been 80 degrees out not 1 below... and I thought, Neptune, you're a lot like me, for so long I ran from everyone, because abandonment was all I knew, but perhaps all I really wanted was someone to find me.