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I was pretty peeved last night.. We set a dish with food outside our front door and our back door.. just so Hannibal could have something to eat if she did find her way back... of course other neighbourhood cats are going to dig in.. nothing we can do about that.. but someone stole the one I put on the back steps.. we came home on wednesday night and it was gone.. it was a ziplock container.. with dry cat food in it.. and they took it.. needless to say I was pissed..
that and the neighbours in our building are either looking after or have gotten a dog.. which breaks the lease and is likely scaring our cat away..
I have gotten to the point where I have stonied my composure and am trying not to feel so much grief that our cat has disapeared.. haven't given up hope, but still not letting myself feel so bad about it anymore.. we have done absolutely every we can.. posted over 150 flyers in the neighbourhoods mailboxes.. the spca knows.. and has a picture.. called the radio.. left food out.. gone searching with treats.. I stayed up the majority of the night she went missing (sunday) with the door wideopen trying to stay awake just in case she came back late when we were sleeping.. 4 am was it and I had to go to bed..
It is pretty reasonable to say that I am not myself lately... Quite disapointed but at the same time, so much stuff is bothering me.. I need to relax, and let what happens happen..
pfft as I started to write this, a sappy song is playing on the metal internet radio station I am listening to.. hardely metal.. just a kick in the ass for me.. I can't stop thinking about how innocent she is, and how she doesn't deserve to be lost with no one to love her.. she needs attention.. and has abandonment issues.. I pray she doesn't think this is her fault.. and that we have abandonned her.. though in the mind of a cat.. it is hard to imagine.. One thing that really gets me going, is, I remember back to the day when we first got her.. exploring our apartment with her.. crawling around on my hands and knees as she slowly creeped around..
Makes me quite sad..
that and the neighbours in our building are either looking after or have gotten a dog.. which breaks the lease and is likely scaring our cat away..
I have gotten to the point where I have stonied my composure and am trying not to feel so much grief that our cat has disapeared.. haven't given up hope, but still not letting myself feel so bad about it anymore.. we have done absolutely every we can.. posted over 150 flyers in the neighbourhoods mailboxes.. the spca knows.. and has a picture.. called the radio.. left food out.. gone searching with treats.. I stayed up the majority of the night she went missing (sunday) with the door wideopen trying to stay awake just in case she came back late when we were sleeping.. 4 am was it and I had to go to bed..
It is pretty reasonable to say that I am not myself lately... Quite disapointed but at the same time, so much stuff is bothering me.. I need to relax, and let what happens happen..
pfft as I started to write this, a sappy song is playing on the metal internet radio station I am listening to.. hardely metal.. just a kick in the ass for me.. I can't stop thinking about how innocent she is, and how she doesn't deserve to be lost with no one to love her.. she needs attention.. and has abandonment issues.. I pray she doesn't think this is her fault.. and that we have abandonned her.. though in the mind of a cat.. it is hard to imagine.. One thing that really gets me going, is, I remember back to the day when we first got her.. exploring our apartment with her.. crawling around on my hands and knees as she slowly creeped around..
Makes me quite sad..