I don't know what to say but Sam's gone, he ran away sometime tonight. NOT MY FAULT, or maybe it is since the dude coming to pick up some boxes closed the door sloppy and I didn't go check that he did close it properly (even if HE knows the door needs to be slammed).
I was working so I didn't pay attention to where the cats were, Ben was sleeping on the couch and with Sam - I THOUGHT - under the blanket, like they always do.
I started to feel a draft on my legs, so I went looking from where the draft came. The door was wide open. I started to look for the cats, Suzy is home, she's whiniing and looking for Sam and Sam's gone.
SAM'S GONE!!!!!!!
My baby....
I'm so scared. He might be run over by a car. It's dark and cold and he's only been outdoors when we've been around, except once when he snuck away and was gone for like 15 minutes. Some scare crows was teasing him so it was easy to find him.
Suzy's walking around with a bushy tail and is scared, I see her pace back and forth and meowing, looking for Sam. I'm devastated.
Been out looking for him and try to make noises he recognize. Ben's out looking with a flash light and rattling the food container with dry food.
No Sam...
I have now closed myself in the livingroom with Suzy and left the front door open with some food in the hallway, hoping he'll go back to the warmth and light (although the house is getting pretty chilly meanwhile). Ben's decided to take the car and drive around a few more blocks.
We don't know how far he's gone. We don't know if he's scared and don't know what direction to look in. And it's frustrating to sit here and just wait and hope that Ben will call to say he's found him - dead or alive (lots of streets and trafic here) or that Sam strolls into the hallway and decides he's fun is over for the night.
It's almost 11 pm at night and he's been gone for about 2 hours.
I was working so I didn't pay attention to where the cats were, Ben was sleeping on the couch and with Sam - I THOUGHT - under the blanket, like they always do.
I started to feel a draft on my legs, so I went looking from where the draft came. The door was wide open. I started to look for the cats, Suzy is home, she's whiniing and looking for Sam and Sam's gone.
SAM'S GONE!!!!!!!
My baby....
I'm so scared. He might be run over by a car. It's dark and cold and he's only been outdoors when we've been around, except once when he snuck away and was gone for like 15 minutes. Some scare crows was teasing him so it was easy to find him.
Suzy's walking around with a bushy tail and is scared, I see her pace back and forth and meowing, looking for Sam. I'm devastated.
Been out looking for him and try to make noises he recognize. Ben's out looking with a flash light and rattling the food container with dry food.
No Sam...
I have now closed myself in the livingroom with Suzy and left the front door open with some food in the hallway, hoping he'll go back to the warmth and light (although the house is getting pretty chilly meanwhile). Ben's decided to take the car and drive around a few more blocks.
We don't know how far he's gone. We don't know if he's scared and don't know what direction to look in. And it's frustrating to sit here and just wait and hope that Ben will call to say he's found him - dead or alive (lots of streets and trafic here) or that Sam strolls into the hallway and decides he's fun is over for the night.
It's almost 11 pm at night and he's been gone for about 2 hours.