This is a letter for my cat. He got out last night and it has been 24 hours since we've seen him. my family has spent the entire day strenuously trying to look for him and my brother and mom and I have covered so much ground and repeatedly checked areas so many times. I finally broke down and my mom stood hugging me as we both sobbed in front of our house, in the dark, calling his name hopelessly before we went to bed. I know he’s close by but I just dont know where. And the longer he's outside the more dangerous it is and I know he's hungry and scared and confused and terrified and sad and lonely and I just want him to be OK but I can't; I just want to save him and make him better but he’s out of my reach. A few times we have brought him outside and even if he’s at the bottom of the street he knows how to run up to our front steps, and a few times before we lost him for a short amount of time outside and he showed up soon at the house again. I’m just worried that he has been spooked or chased out of his “territory” and he doesnt know where he is, or he’s taking shelter in an unknown place because he’s scared and confused.

I am not in a good emotional state right now. I just want my little boy back.

That’s all. Send him good thoughts tonight.