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Soo my cat's been missing for 3 days and it's tearing me the fuck up. This is like losing a child for me. The last time I saw her was Tuesday morning before I went for a swim; she was laying out on the carport, and I stopped and played with her for a minute before she trotted off.
I didn't realize she was missing until Wednesday morning. I thought that maybe she had been let back in my mom or my brother or my mom's boyfriend, but when my mom got up she asked if I'd seen her and that's when I realized no one had seen her for a day.
People go "blah blah she's a cat" "blah blah blah she can survive"
she's a housecat. This is a cat that goes outside for 15, 20 minutes tops. She goes outside, does her business and wants right back in. And she's been gone 3 days.
I've walked miles in the woods looking for, getting covered in seedticks and scraping myself up on thorn branches. For all the miles I've walked, I haven't even found a body or anything. All I can keep thinking is that she died out in the woods somehow. Hot. Alone. Afraid. And I can't even do her the justice of finding her to bury her.