She was a stray that adopted me and moved in last winter. I've respected her independence and let her come and go as she pleases.
She doesn't like to get her feet wet, so she's stayed close to home as the weather has gotten worse.
Thursday around noon she went out as usual. I take Tim to work and return around 2 pm, at which time she is usually sitting on the porch waiting to come in....
She wasn't there and never returned home. Today is Saturday and we have still not found her. I'm paralized. The not knowing where your baby is
is the worst feeling a mother could have.
Blessed by God
Life hurts @ the Bright side of the Barn today
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Until next time, Stay Safe and Happy Trails.