Thursday, September 02, 2010

Please Come Home

My best buddy disappeared one week ago today. He went walkabout and never came home. We've posted flyers, run ads, offered a reward, chased reported "sightings" and left open cans of tuna all over the patio wishing he'd sniff his way home. We're visiting the shelters every couple of days and hoping God doesn't mind if we pray about a big, fat, black cat because yeah........we definitely understand the world is full of bigger problems than this...........but we miss him real bad.

Binksy, buddy. Please come home.

1 comment:

Stacey said...

Oh Deb,

I'm heartbroken for you. I love kitties so much, and miss my Sebastian... and it's been over 3 years! Of course, he was 19 years old, and could never have made this trip (as it turns out, I don't think I'm doing so well with it, either). But oh, your kitty. I'm so very sorry. I will keep you and kitty in my prayers.

So sorry I haven't been around much. It's become quite a trial, living here. Thanks for stopping by my blog. We do think of you! I wonder if you would mind coming over and kicking some Brora a**? They have made it so hard on us, we are desperate to move. We're hoping for a house to rent ... in fact, we're looking at it tonight. Fingers crossed! No, prayers going up, actually.

Blessings to you, and I so hope kitty comes home.