Has the cat got your tongue? It's an expression that is asking someone why they're not answering. Well, my cat didn't have my tongue, he had my iPad.
I've been looking for my iPad for four days. The last time I saw it, one of my grandchildren was playing a game on it. I've been looking for it, ever since.
I'd hear it gong for the Angelus. So three times a day, I'd be alert to listen from what direction the gong sound of the Angelus was coming from. It was in the living room, somewhere. I dusted. I vacuumed, lifting furniture. I searched the bookcase. I tore the room apart.
I prayed to Saint Anthony:
Tony, Tony, please come down.
Something's lost and must be found.
Today I went to my Lay Dominican Chapter. During the Intercessions in Evening Prayer, I asked that my iPad be found. Afterward, one of my "cloistered brothers," suggested I go to the APPLE website and have them find it. I said, "How can they find it?" He said they'd "ping it."
Not quite. But he offered me hope.
I have an iPhone. The iPhone and iPad are compatible since they are both Apple products. I asked Siri, on my iPhone to find my iPad.
Up popped a map of my location. I saw my street and neighboring streets. Near the end of my street was a house. It was my house! Near my house was a blinking target circle.
Ah, my iPad! At first, I thought it was in my car, outside. But as I walked through my house, the blinking target moved closer. Soon the house and target were one. I was in the living room. But I had looked there...everywhere...but NOT the cat's blanket.
I had never touched that dirty blanket full of cat hair. But when I picked it up, VOILA!
And thanks to St. Anthony's intercession which prompted me to add the loss of my iPad to the Evening Prayer's intercessions. And thanks to my "cloistered brother" who suggested that I go to Apple. And thanks again St. Anthony for having Siri find the location. Finally, thanks, Saint Anthony for prompting me to pick up the cat's blanket.
I feel like throwing a party. (Luke 15: 8-10)