Yesterday afternoon I received a call from the Bryan County Animal Control office. They had an orange cat in their custody, and wanted to know if it could possibly be my cat, who had been missing since late February. They asked about distinguishing features, and I mentioned his nose, and how it never formed properly for some reason--it's his most noticeable feature. As they checked for me I held my breath, hoping (after over two months now), that they had finally come across my cat.
But it wasn't him. They apologized for getting my hopes up, and promised to continue keeping an eye out. I said I hadn't stopped looking either, but I appreciated everything they had done thus far.
On my way home from work I thought about my cat. Where was he? Was he okay? Had somebody taken him into their home? Was he still alive?
Even though he isn't human, and even though some people might say "he's just a cat," those questions still tormented me. I hated not knowing what his fate was.
The evening progressed as usual. My partner and I were in the dining room chatting when I heard him ask, "Is that Gatsu?"
I followed his gaze to the back door and by some miracle there he sat. His mouth opened into a meow that I couldn't hear through the door, but it was him.
We got him into the house and it was as if nothing had changed at all. He jumped onto my lap (after devouring an entire bowl of food!), and couldn't seem to get enough cuddles and hugs. He's lost a lot of weight though, and it'll be some time before he's back to his old self.
I'd like to thank everyone and anyone though who kept an eye out for him and gave me hopes, prayers and well wishes. He may only be a cat, but he's family, and I'm happy to have him home again!
I've put up before and after pictures to show how much weight he's lost.
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