Only two days but he's such a creature of habit . He's 2 and we live in a reasonably busy area right next to a park. I've been out at night calling and walking the roads - no sign of a body, at least. Alerted the vet and chip people, tried the local cat homes, no sign. We are in a block of flats with a shared garden, neighbours are not friendly really so no one has seen him. He's a beautiful ginger boy, neutered, a hunter explorer since he was a tiny kitten. He broke out of any open window so we decided to let him be an outside cat. So it's all my fault really that he's gone.
I'm sorry to ramble, just so distraught that he's missing and I don't know if he's dead. I can take despair, it's the hope that kills you - it's so true! DH has been looking too, he's just as sad. We are lying on our bed in tears.
Just looking for some ideas on how to cope, really. We feel so stupid being so upset.