CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP!
I can't find the new cat - Cleo. DAMN DAMN
I was holding her on my lap at 9:30 pm. She was happy and purring, keeping her eye on the other pets. Ed helped her through the cat door to the basement right after that. This morning Dave couldn't find her in the basement - no huge surprise, he's not a very thorough searcher. So I went down there all confident that I'd find her sleeping on the sofa down there. Nope. Called her, searched, nothing! Searched with flashlight under beds and sofas, nothing.
Now it's noon, and I searched again, shaking cat food bag. Nothing
AND I CAN'T EVEN POST ON FACE BOOK BECAUSE MY SIS-IN-LAW IS MY FRIEND AND I DON'T WANT HER TO KNOW I LOST THE CAT ALREADY.
I just had to tell someone.
PS: I haven't even told my darling husband that we have a new cat. What cat? I don't see a cat :(
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she was in the Basement Behind the water treatment tank. I shined the light in there twice But she was really wedged in the Back corner. Bill now knows aBout the cat. He found out when I said "we got a cat and lost it within 24 hrs". So he got to Be the hero and find her. What a relief
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