Today it is the third day he started missing. Our own little 'grumpy', part of our Family for Seven years. We got him out off the asylum in our Town. And he fitted in right away. Daily routines, things like tuna in the morning. Out when the weather was fine. In when it was cold and wet outside.
Last Sunday morning he did not Call for his daily dose of tuna. At five in the afternoon he did not tell us the time. Also that his dinner needed to be served. And he'd be at least at Home once a day to eat some of his Dry food. And give some 'purrr' and 'mauw', he was quite a talker. Even at six in the morning, like shouting: "Where's the tuna!"
Started the search yesterday. Will do some flyer posting today. But it is almost like I know that he won't be back. Still have Hope, but slowly losing Faith.
Miss that little furry buddy.
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