STILL no sign of Oliver. I know cats often go missing for weeks and then return as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred, but this is beginning to feel dire. I really want my cat back.
We had a call at about 10:30 last night from a lady who thought she saw him on her way home from the bus stop. She said she was pretty sure it was him but that his collar was missing. By the time we got to where she’d seen this possible Oliver there was nary a cat in sight. This morning Jeremy got an email from someone who saw another maybe Oliver near the pub between our house and that location. Neither of these is far from our house though and if it were Oliver making these phantom appearances why wouldn’t he just come home? I know he can’t get in without his magnetic tag to open the cat flap, but he could still wait it out in the garden. But cats aren’t logical and this might not be him. I am simultaneously trying not to give up hope and not to become hopeless. It’s a fine and miserable line to walk.
Today I’m meeting some friends for a couple drinks after wrok and Jeremy is going to put up some signs in the estate near the pub. When I come home I will get off the bus one stop early and see if maybe he’s hiding near the stop or anywhere else along the way.