Thanks all...I think I am starting to accept he won't be coming home, even though I can't put his food bowls away
just yet.
Yesterday I managed to contact the company who were doing some buildng work at a house opposite. It's a local firm, next village, and the lad, Lee phoned me back and suggested if I text him a picture of Smudge, he'd put it on his business FB page - he has a lot of followers and he said some of them might live in my village! Wasn't that kind? I got quite emotional, mind you, that's all too easy atm
As you have all said, it's the not knowing, and this awful weather we are meant to be having soon - the thought of him being out in that is horrific, he doesn't like rain.
Even if I get SOME news, even if it's the worst....I'd rather just know.
I just miss him soooo much, his warm furry body to cuddle, his cat smell, his beautiful big green eyes....even his scratching the furniture to let me know he wants to go out! I'd give ANYTHING to have him home.