I took an early lunch and looked in every nook and cranny of my house where he might be. I have such a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach that he's gone. I walked around the the building looking in the bushes, the hallway that leads to the basement, in the alley. EVERYWHERE!
I drove around the neighborhood calling his name and shaking the treat can.
I am so scared for him right now. The street I live on is VERY busy and I'm terrified that he's gonna get hit. He lived the first 3 months of his life with his mama as a feral. I'm worried that he's hurt, won't be able to find food or shelter.![]()
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It's my fault for not getting up and investigating the noise this morning!! I was going to but just thought it was the cats getting frisky. This is like a nightmare. I've heard stories about this happening but never THOUGHT it could happen to me.
I just want to cry!!!![]()
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. I walked around the the building looking in the bushes, the hallway that leads to the basement, in the alley. EVERYWHERE!
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