“We’ve got Gucci” sounds like the slogan of a strip mall boutique called Factory Damaged Luxury Outlet (located off Highway 8, between Tire World and a vacant Chuck E. Cheese). But in this case, we’re talking about an elderly black and white cat named Gucci, who was reunited with his owner after twelve years on the run.
According to South West News Service (via People magazine), 31-year-old Vicky Swainson was moving to Leeds, England in 2008, when her cat Gucci (such a 2008 name for a cat) decided he wanted fuck-all to do with his new home, and ran away. Vicky, who was 19 at the time (which absolutely would explain Gucci’s name), did what any pet owner would do when their best fur friend went missing. She gathered Gucci’s favorite cat treats and went out searching for him. Well, as the title has already told you, Gucci never responded to those cat treats or Vicky’s calls to return home, and Vicky just accepted that Gucci was gone forever.
Cut to twelve years later, when Vicky gets a call from a local vet saying those magic words, “We’ve got Gucci.” And they knew it was Gucci, and not some raggedy knock-off, because Vicky had Gucci micro-chipped before he ran away. Twelve years is a long time, especially when you’re dealing with a cat that was already three years old when he went missing. But miracle of furry miracles, Gucci was alive, and surprisingly totally healthy. He was just a bit skinny.
“When I got the call I was in total shock, I couldn’t even process what was happening,” she said. “Then when I realized it was my Gucci, I just felt overjoyed and overwhelmed. Gucci was alive and well, and I was going to see him. It was such a crazy and surreal phone call – I was pinching myself,” she added. “It really was a one in a million chance. I don’t think I’ll ever believe I have him back, even if I’m holding him.”
Vicky added that she knew it was Gucci right away, which doesn’t surprise me, because a furparent never forgets. And she says she’s sure Gucci recognized her too, because he was purring when she picked him up. Okay, she’s probably right. But there is a chance Gucci was just happy he was being snuggled by a human, and not curled up in a pile of used makeup sponges in a bin behind Superdrug. Not every cat is destined for the stoic and solitary superhero street life!