Meet Calli. She is 3 years old and was born on our 29th anniversary. She is a very scairdy cat and would not go to a soul - she barely comes to those she knows. Last night she did not come home :-(
She has never ventured more than 10 feet out of our yard and has only one hidey hole that is 5 feet from our yard. She is not there.
Last night Calli did not wait patiently by my camper door. She did not come for supper and even though I put it out for her hoping she was nearby stalking a critter and did not want to be bothered, she did not come home all night to eat her pile of yummy soft, fishy food. I have searched high and low in the shop, and in every nook and cranny she could possibly fit in. She is not here. I went to neighbors who have not seen her - some were even surprised to know I had a cat. She does not stray.
Her best friends, Stubby Tail and Gingerale waited out in the driveway to torment her all night long. She never came home.
I drove around and around in circles looking for her, dead or alive and she is no where to be found. I have no idea what to do next.
You will recognize her because she is miss snooty. She does not acknowledge your existence unless you have her soft fishy food in hand. She climbs the biggest oak tree to be sure the squirrels are kept on their toes and so you cannot touch her. She loves to watch you from above as you search high and low for her - snickering until you bring out the soft fishy food.
She does not come to the shaking can of treats. She loves birds... looking at them of course never catching or letting them go in mommy's house. She is known as the great hunter - only doing it for mommy to fuss at - she would never hurt a flee or fly. She only sleeps on the table when Celia isn't looking. She is the almost perfect cat. She is not perfect because she is not here.
Please send Calli CO! home - I miss her so much :-(
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