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The cat is missing. They called up from my grandfather's place (where she lives, and has lived all her life) and informed us that she hasn't been home all day. She never does that.
She's lived in that neighbourhood all her life, and so the chance of her getting lost is almost nil. It's a quiet town, and there isn't much traffic, but I have seen cats getting run over.
Maybe she's just gone to visit somewhere. Or found a new boyfriend. I don't know.
The kittens are fine. But who cares about the bloody kittens (who are, btw, extremely unsocial and treated me quite horribly the last time we met - it took me *ages* to make them come anywhere near me) when my dear kitty is lost? And it's so damn frustrating because I can't actually do anything except to wait for some news, "Hello? Did she come back? No? Okay."
It's not fair.
She's lived in that neighbourhood all her life, and so the chance of her getting lost is almost nil. It's a quiet town, and there isn't much traffic, but I have seen cats getting run over.
Maybe she's just gone to visit somewhere. Or found a new boyfriend. I don't know.
The kittens are fine. But who cares about the bloody kittens (who are, btw, extremely unsocial and treated me quite horribly the last time we met - it took me *ages* to make them come anywhere near me) when my dear kitty is lost? And it's so damn frustrating because I can't actually do anything except to wait for some news, "Hello? Did she come back? No? Okay."
It's not fair.
Oh no!
Hope for the best, and we'll all be hoping too.
Sending you and kittycat positive vibes...
My fat black kitty Gigolo (yes he earned the name) likes to do that. The last time after calling and calling and searching for him for what seemed like forever and finally giving up and worrying all night, I found the little brat fast asleep on my brother in law's motorcyle in the garage. I know the little so and so heard me, he just felt like being a PITA that night.
Any news yet?
Nah
Swatkat