I haven’t wanted to write this because it makes it too real…but Clyde is missing. I am feeling terribly guilty about it since I put him outside before I left for work on Tuesday (he gets really, really antsy couped up in the house for multiple days at a time and since I wasn’t sure if I would be staying the night in the town I was in I thought it would be better for his sake – he sleeps in the cat house on the patio with the heated bed in it…trust me, outside is not terrible for him – under normal circumstances.)
He has gone for a day or so before…I assume he goes off to hang out with his girlfriend whom I have seen around here at times too. (They are both fixed, don’t worry readers.) But when he didn’t come home Wednesday…and then we didn’t see him at all yesterday…
I feel like an awful kitty mommy. I really hope that he has just wandered farther from home than normal and is having trouble finding his way back, but my gut is telling me that a wild animal somewhere may have gotten a hold of him.
This afternoon I will be putting up fliers and calling local vets and shelters…I will also be notifying Home Again which is the company he is micro-chipped through. Unfortunately, I am not sure that places around here automatically scan animals that come in to see if they are micro-chipped…we’ll see I guess.
In other news, Bandit is at the vet’s right now getting neutered.
Swimming Upstream 