My Life

I'm worried about our kitty.

He's been gone since yesterday, possibly Tuesday night. Em and I can't remember when exactly the last time was. But I really don't recall seeing him yesterday morning.

I always put him out in the evenings and he spends the night outside. Every morning he comes to the garage door and meows to come in. The girls let him in and usually he goes back outside for a bit while we take Kev to work. Then he's close by when we come home because he wants to come in. He spends the day in the house sleeping (lately on my dining room table..LOL). Then in at night the cycle starts all over again....everyday....like clockwork. And there's no sign of him having been to the garage for food or water (and even if he did come in to eat, he would meow at the door to come in).

I have a bad feeling about it all. If he does come back, he's not going to be well. It's SO hot and he's been loosing so much weight anyway. But there's a chance that he knew it was time (if you are reading and don't know already...he has Feline Leukemia, thus the recent weight loss he's been having) to go and he went to find somewhere comfortable. :( Part of me wishes that is the case and that he doesn't come home really sick. Ever since we found out he was sick that's what I've wanted him to do when he knew it was time to go. The kids don't know he's sick and I can't bear the thought of taking him to the vet to have him put to sleep. So it's better this way if that's what he's done. But at the same time, I hope he's not somewhere suffering.