Updated: Mar 28, 2020
These past four nights have been terribly traumatic for me; my worst nightmare came true. Monkey, one of my cats went missing. He’s indoor-only with supervised backyard outdoor time. There was not a night I didnt cry or dream about being reunited with my baby again.
I would wake up and my only concern was when I should go searching for him again. Trying everything - waking up 3AM, 6AM, 10PM, midnight. Everyday I tried something different; scouring the neighborhood on foot with a flashlight and even by car. No bush, patio, shed, or cat hiding spot was missed. Posters on every utility poll, knocked on every neighbor‘s door, searched backyards, posted online, and searched the animal country’s lost and found site every couple of hours. I was exhausted, heartbroken, every joint in my body was sore, and I just felt dead inside. Feeling helpless... I was an emotional wreck. He was found hiding under my neighbors bed all this time and they called me today. They have a backyard where all the birds and squirrel love to hangout so he must’ve gotten scared or was chasing something when he got outside. I’m so blessed and thankful. I’ve never taken my boys for granted but this puts it into perspective that anything can be gone in a blink of an eye. This was all I wanted for Christmas. I’m not religious but thankful for whatever God or being out there for leading him back into my life.🙏 For anyone out there who’s lost a pet; be positive and keep looking until you find proof not too. You wouldn’t even believe the amount of times I’ve heard “oh the coyotoes got them”. Perseverance is key. Don’t give up. Imagine how terrified your little buddy is... out all alone waiting for you to come bring him back home.