I needed something to cheer me up.
My cat has been missing since Saturday morning and it's now Monday afternoon.That's two whole days.
I looked in the old dog house because he started sleeping in there since our dog died and found the sleeping bag had been half pulled out and there was this awful mess inside... the kind of mess a cat leaves after being poisoned.
So I'm kind of terrified for the life of my fur child. It doesn't look good.
Half of me thinks maybe he's been caught by the Samoans next door and now they're going to eat him.
The family moved in a few months ago and within a week there were about 20 people who all seemed to be living in the house. This is a 3 bedroom house. Then, once the house was full, they started putting people in the garage. Now they also have a dog who just had 4 puppies. One of the puppies went missing and they claim it was stolen. But when you let them wander all over the place without collars or supervision and don't put a gate on your property it's not exactly a huge mystery as to what could've happened. My cat has always been terrified of them, since they moved in he's started jumping at his own shadow.
The other half of me thinks he's been locked in my other neighbour's garage or trapped in her crazy hoarder lady house. She hates cats and used to have a couple dozen birds in cages in her garage which naturally Frei was fascinated with. He used to go over and watch them, he'd never try to hurt them cos he's terrified of birds, but try telling that to a lady who spends all her time talking to birds. This same lady has to sleep on the couch in her lounge because all three bedrooms in her house are so full of crap that she can no longer get into them. She can't cook anymore because her kitchen is so full of crap that it covers the oven and the table and her benches. She wont answer the door to anyone because 1)she doesn't want people to see the inside of her house and 2) she's convinced she'll be robbed/stabbed/something else horrid if she opens the door to a stranger. These facts often lead me to question her sanity. Also she looks how you would expect and insane person to look.
Nana went through a phase of trying to be the good Samaritan and help Margaret but it had no effect other than making our lounge smell like Margaret. Apparently she saw two ladies go up to Margaret's door the other day. Nana says she's been having strokes.
So either my cat is being eaten by big brown foreigners who treat their on pets like crap, which leaves little hope for anyone else's or he's been trapped/poisoned by a crazy bird loving hoarder lady who could be dead from a stroke in her own house and no-one would be able to find her because of all the junk she hoards. That last sentence may sound harsh but it's true.
I'll keep you guys updated and hope that I find him.
Here's a photo of my fur baby so y'all can see just why I miss him, look at that gorgeous face.
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