Saturday, October 10, 2009
I'm really beginning to hate owning animals. My Cooper has disappeared. He was out Thursday night but didn't show back up in the morning - which isn't the norm, but has happened before. But when I got home from work and he still wasn't around, well I began to worry. He often hangs out in bushes down the alley and when you walk down and call him, he pops out. But he's not there. I've searched the neighborhood, asked neighbors, placed the newspaper ad and just got back from the Humane Society. Now all I can do is wait.
While at the Humane Society I opted to go look at cats to just check to see if Strat was there. On our way back the lady asked what he looked like, I told her, she said "Good Luck" and motioned me to the cat room. She wasn't kidding, with the exception of maybe 3 cats - all the other cats (and there were dozens) were Strat look-a-likes. It was very sad.