I have some very sad news. My cat, Gracie disappeared about 2 weeks ago, and we are fearing the worst.
We have looked and looked for her, and put ads in the newspaper, and flyers around the neighbourhood, and checked with vets and animal shelters, and she is just not anywhere. I miss her terribly.
I'll admit, she could be a pest. Like last Christmas, when I couldn't put up my Christmas village on the mantle, because she kept jumping up there, and I was afraid she'd knock everything over and onto the fireplace. Or how I'd put on clean black slacks, and she'd insist on sitting on me, and then I'd have her fur all over me. Or how she'd sit in front of the computer, so I couldn't see the screen. Or how I'd wake in the night, with no pillow, because she was laying on it.
But how I miss that sweet face, and the little meows. When she came inside, she would insist on being petted and loved, even before going to her food. I miss her sitting with me watching TV. I miss her laying in my scrapbooking room, advising me on colour choice and ribbon selection (Once she ate some ribbon. I had to monitor her poo for about a week to make sure it came out the other end. I never did find it. Of course, I wasn't looking that hard.) I'm going to miss her for a long time, in a lot of ways.
Gracie, you are loved and missed.