Well it's been about 6 weeks since ol' Scratchy stopped coming around. She was the neighborhood cat that my parents started feeding, and thus she began to hang out at their house all the time.
Then, one day she just stopped coming around and we haven't seen her since. She's been coming around for several years, and it's kind of like losing one of your own. Even now, I still find myself calling for her when I get out of the car and even looking for her after dinner on the front porch. Funny how those habits stick with you isn't it?
So far, every single day I think about her and just wonder where she went and what happened to her.
Just kinda sucks, you know?
She was a good cat.
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Our cat, Chaps, has been missing for about that long, too.
We figure:
1. Someone made him their cat.
2. A coyote made a dinner out of him (he wandered into those fields we see them all the time)
3. Any new Chinese restaurants open lately?
Kailyn really misses the cat, so that's the toughest part, really...
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