Our black and white cat hasn't been home since I let her out on Thursday night. Highly unusual. Last night I checked along the roads by our house to see if she was hit and in a ditch. I'm hoping she is caught in someone's garage or shed and will be home soon.
I hardly got any sleep last night with what I call 'stress belly'. My mother hasn't figured it out yet that the cat isn't home. It is a blessing that I brought the other cat home from California last year as that keeps her occupied and thinking the cats are around. Once she figures out the other is gone/dead, she is going to be absolutely hysterical.
Update: The cat just walked in the door. Like nothing happened the little shit.
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Saturday, June 02, 2007
Saturday Morning Anxiety
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3 comments:
PHEW!
Prolly out gettin' laid. Jealous??
Uh, yeah, if that's the case. How sad is it that a 13 year old (is that 65 for you and me?) that's had two hysterectomies is getting more action than I am!
That's a relief--glad to hear kitty is home safe and sound!
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