Project 365 // Day 27
Fluffy is nowhere to be found.
He’s a 17-year-old de-clawed indoor cat. Without his collar on. This can’t be good.
When I went down to feed Fluff on Sunday night, the 25th, he didn’t come running. I didn’t think too much of it. I was tired and I just put his food down and went to bed.
Monday morning I had forgotten all about the fact that he didn’t come running. I went to work and didn’t give it a second thought.
Monday afternoon my wife asked if I had seen Fluffy recently. I hadn’t. Last time I know I saw him was Saturday night.
No signs of him end of day Monday. I cleaned out the dish of uneaten food and put it back.
No signs of him Tuesday – the date of this photo.
No signs of him Wednesday, or Thursday – the date of this post.
I don’t have much hope that we’ll see him again.
I don’t know how he got out. Heck I don’t know for sure that he did get out. But if he was in this house – gulp – dead, we’d have caught a wiff of him by now.
If he did get out, I don’t know if it was just to go out or if he was going to off to find solitude leading up to the end. I just hope if he is gone for good things ended peacefully.
Miss you dude.