I'm afraid it's time to admit that Butch the cat has left the building, in all likelihood permanently.
I was warned, when I first mentioned to friends the thought of getting a pet cat, that I shouldn't grow too attached. Cats are only about halfway up the food chain here, and tend to end as food themselves. Since it's virtually impossible that the li'l fellow found a better place to live, I'm afraid the fact that he's been gone for over four days now makes it official.
It has been suggested - mostly jokingly - that Click took out a contract on him with the local coyotes. She's not talking, but she did seem to know immediately that he was gone and not coming back. I told her she could at least have the decency to lay off the happy-dance.
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Oh NOOOOO...
I know, law of the jungle/desert and all that.
But he was your little kitty buddy...
Virtual hugs to both of you. And tell that little bitch Click to stop Cheshire grinning.
--Lightning
I'm going through the archives, to see what led to the present incarnation, and enjoying it (mostly). Hope Butch came home. I'm sure I'll find out.
My big-headed tom was gone for 9 days once. I gave up on him at about day 7, & was overjoyed when he showed up. He's sleeping next to my laptop as I type this, months later.
--Tennessee Budd
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