Loki has gotten out. Kat came down because she heard this scratching sound, and there Pumpkin was squished in between the glass door and the screen. When she opened the door he came running in and she noticed the huge rip in the screen. And then we did a head count. No Loki.
So Jarren, Kat, and I just went outside calling his name and offering treats, but no sign. He knows he’s loved and will come home, assuming nothing happens to him in the mean time. But honestly, Loki is one badass kitten. If anyone can take care of himself, he can.
All we have to do now is wait.
I sound more confident than I actually feel.
Worry.
I am made of worry.
Worry about Brandon’s funeral tomorrow.
Worry about what he looked like today.
His orange make-up hands.
Worry about what secret isn’t mine anymore.
Worry about what secrets are.
Worry about Loki.
Worry, worry, worry.
I am made of worry.
I went out this morning, and I saw him.
Just sitting on a tree branch, like nothing was wrong.
He’ll come home. We love him so much, and he knows it.
Yeah, I know. We just have to wait. =)
When Morn disappeared it I saw him the very next morning too, but then he was gone for two more days. But it was winter then, and cold outside. At least Loki has warmth.