...has been gone for 6 days. We looked everywhere for him. He's reappeared today and he's got so many wounds and cuts and bruises.
He isn't in any particular pain and isn't wincing away from contact. He's been asleep all day and is bloody starving but every time I look at him, I feel so sad.
We love and adore him so much and have been worried sick these last few days.
Why do they do this?
He's been at the door, showing signs of wanting to go back out but I can't bear to let him.
I don't know why I'm posting, I just feel so sad when I look at him ☹️