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I seem to have misplaced my cat. You'd think when you have a cat the size of Godzilla, it would be near impossible to lose him, but I can't find him anywhere.
Early this morning, I opened the door and stood out on the front porch and called out quietly, "Pssssssssssycho....? Psssssyyyyyyycho....? My neighbor's boyfriend looked up from the ground where he was bent, fixing a tire in the driveway and said, "Excuse me?"
I walked all around the neighborhood making that clicky cat noise and calling out his name, but he didn't respond. Three other cats did and continued to follow me, but no Psychoface.
In other news, my awesome rental company now appears to be selling the property.... uh? What?
UPDATE: My cat heard my dad's voice and came running. He isn't lost. But he is a butthead.
Early this morning, I opened the door and stood out on the front porch and called out quietly, "Pssssssssssycho....? Psssssyyyyyyycho....? My neighbor's boyfriend looked up from the ground where he was bent, fixing a tire in the driveway and said, "Excuse me?"
I walked all around the neighborhood making that clicky cat noise and calling out his name, but he didn't respond. Three other cats did and continued to follow me, but no Psychoface.
In other news, my awesome rental company now appears to be selling the property.... uh? What?
UPDATE: My cat heard my dad's voice and came running. He isn't lost. But he is a butthead.