THIS HAS NOT BEEN A GOOD YEAR FOR ME

 

Hello, friends.  I hope you are having a wonderful time leading up to Thanksgiving Day.  Me?  Not so much.

This has been a very hard year for me.  Two of my very close friends passed away.  I miss them so much.  I had to put my much loved cat Jack down since he was dying of renal failure that the vets could not cure or help.  It was heartbreaking to watch him get sicker every day.  And in the end I couldn't even go into the office to be with him because I couldn't stop crying.  It was just days after my best friend had passed away.  Then I had to sell my home of 44 years and move.  I didn't want to, but circumstances made it necessary.  And now my beloved little kitten George has disappeared.

This morning my brother and nephew came over and started emptying the dining room and kitchen of the many boxes we had brought over from the storage unit.  What a wonderful thing that was.  There is so much more room now.  Then before they left they, they put together the kitchen table and chairs which have been sitting in a box first on the front porch and then in the kitchen for four months.  My sister bought it for me as a housewarming gift.  It is beautiful and we ate our first meal (dinner which Joe cooked) at it tonight.

So people were in and out of the house all day.  This morning we saw our little George by the bathroom door while we were getting ready for the day.  But not afterwards.

After Larry and Terry left, I called George but he didn't come or answer.  I didn't think anything of it.  But then hours went by and we still had not seen him.  Joe searched the entire house (including closets) and even walked the neighborhood looking for him.  Nothing.  We have called.  Nothing.  I even put a notice up on the community page on facebook and no response.

Joe and I are heartbroken.  Joe just put out a cardboard box with his litter in it, some food, one of his favorite toys, and one of my sweaters that he could cuddle up in.  It is very cold.  He is very friendly.  He has never had anything bad happen to him his entire life.  He trusts everyone and expects pets and cuddles from everyone he sees.

We are beside ourselves.  I can't stop crying.  This is absolutely one of the worst years of my life.  I'm praying that God brings George back to us, but I have very little hope that will happen.

Sorry this is such a down post, but that's where I am.  Hopefully I will have a happy post next time.

Kathy