Ok, things have gone from bad to worse. Today, I was getting ready to head to town and I look towards my house, and I saw two of my cats outside (never mind, they are suppose to be only indoors cats). They had fell out of my window screen; they must have pushed against it and it popped out. Thomas came pack to the porch and I was able to put him back in the house. On the other hand, Cleo took off. I have spotted twice since she got out at nine thirty, but she will not come to me. She hasn't came to the food I put out, and every time I see her she goes the opposite way. My mom and I opened part of the siding around my home hoping she will go underneath the trailer for now. Some of you might be thinking it is just a cat. But she is more than a cat, she was my Dad's cat. He has been gone out of my life for almost five years. She is one of the few links I have to him still. I feel as if I lose her; I will lose part of my Dad again. The worse part is it is suppose to storm tonight and tomorrow. I hope she gets under the house and I can find her later. She has done this before and we found her three days later underneath my house.
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