I came to this website while searching for 'hope' and how many cats eventually come home when they're lost, as my cat has gone missing. Although it's only been two whole days, it feels like he's been gone forever. I can't believe how bereft and useless I feel not knowing what to do about it, other than posting his photo on Facebook, putting flyers through neighbours doors, constantly calling him and, crazy as it seems, looking up spells to help locate a lost pet. I can't sleep nor eat, my work day is hazy as all I can think of is poor Doogle, and why did he decide to disappear. Reading on an older thread from a few years ago, the OP found her cat after 4 weeks, so I'm not giving up hope yet (it's very early days obviously) but the emptiness I feel upon arriving home from work and he's not on the doorstep is awful. I'm beside myself with worry, and although I do not want him dead, if I knew that that's what happened at least I could start to try and get over it. Not knowing is the worst thing ever.
Has anyone else experienced this recently and can give me something to cling to, please?