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I can't find Simon.
He's been gone about an hour, which isn't unusual. But we've gone by his usual outside haunts with offerings of food and "Siiimon! Mr Siiiiimon!" with no luck. (Granted, that's not unusual either.)
The real thing that's making me panic at the moment is that the downstairs-at-the-end-of-the-walk neighbor had his door open while he was out. And I *know* that Simon would explore given half the chance. As soon as the guy got home, he shut the door. I asked while he was on his way in if he'd seen a black and white cat, and he shook his head - and when I saw which apartment he'd gone into, I knocked and asked again, to which he annoyedly replied no - but I worry. I heard a squeal or two, but it wasn't exactly feline, so I'm trying very hard not to let my imagination take that road. Still, I've got visions of satanic rituals and feline dining......
(half hour later)
FOUND HIM.
He is not going outside anymore without supervision. Or at least making sure that all the neighbors' doors are closed. Especially that guy on the end. I got a funny feeling about that guy at the end. ::glares::
Though honestly, I feel a little silly now that he's back. I mean, cats are self reliant, and he's smart. And as far as I can tell he never went near any crazy man's apartment. I'm overprotective. He's my baby.
I was gonna go to the gym tonight. #-_-
He's been gone about an hour, which isn't unusual. But we've gone by his usual outside haunts with offerings of food and "Siiimon! Mr Siiiiimon!" with no luck. (Granted, that's not unusual either.)
The real thing that's making me panic at the moment is that the downstairs-at-the-end-of-the-walk neighbor had his door open while he was out. And I *know* that Simon would explore given half the chance. As soon as the guy got home, he shut the door. I asked while he was on his way in if he'd seen a black and white cat, and he shook his head - and when I saw which apartment he'd gone into, I knocked and asked again, to which he annoyedly replied no - but I worry. I heard a squeal or two, but it wasn't exactly feline, so I'm trying very hard not to let my imagination take that road. Still, I've got visions of satanic rituals and feline dining......
(half hour later)
FOUND HIM.
He is not going outside anymore without supervision. Or at least making sure that all the neighbors' doors are closed. Especially that guy on the end. I got a funny feeling about that guy at the end. ::glares::
Though honestly, I feel a little silly now that he's back. I mean, cats are self reliant, and he's smart. And as far as I can tell he never went near any crazy man's apartment. I'm overprotective. He's my baby.
I was gonna go to the gym tonight. #-_-