GoodCat is missing, and I've been on the verge of tears all day.
We let the cats go out on the back patio, and they climb around in the no-man's land behind the houses on either side of us, but they've never left the block. I knew when we decided to let them out that we were running the risk of losing one of them, but it made them so happy, and somehow when I imagined one of them going missing, I figured it would be BadCat, which would not be the worst thing in the world from my perspective (he's TrophyHusband's cat, and he has ... issues). But GoodCat is such a sweetheart.
Add to this the fact that a couple we really, really like just got job offers in another state, and that I'm on the rag, and I'm kind of a mess.
GoodCat is the one at the top of this picture:
If you've seen him, let me know.