Sad Sunday

I'm sad today. Part of me is missing, has been for days. My kitty, MissGoogle, went out in the backyard Thursday afternoon, and hasn't been back since. We've looked all up and down the block for her, asked all the neighbors, asked the county humane society, and there is no sign of her. She's wearing her collar and tag, as always, but nary a call has come in.

MissG has been with me since 2009. She was so tiny, so cute, and I fell in love with her from the moment we met.

Everybody loved her. She has always been able to squirm her way into strange hiding places, as well as people's hearts. Even my dad likes her, and he claims to hate cats. She's gotten bigger, of course, and is kinda chubby these days. Jolene calls her Google McFatty, but in a nice way. Max looks at her two or three times a day, and asks "Hey, Google, search Max" and if she looks at him, he says she's done it right.

Without my baby girl, my room seems empty, and my heart is broken. I can onlyhope she comes home soon.