Mister is Missing . . .
When we left the rig this afternoon about 12:45 pm, it looks like the door did not lock correctly. When we got home about 6 pm the outside door was partially open and our cat Mister was missing.
He’s a big guy, about 25 pounds, and very friendly. He has a name tag with his name and our phone number on it.
We spent about a hour walking around the park calling for him. One lady thought she had seen him about 30 minutes before she saw us. We looked all around that area, which is close to where we parked for the last two years, with no luck.
We ask both Ken and Tony, who are parked on either side of our old spot, to be on the lookout for him.
I’m hoping he walked up to someone and they took him in.
I went back out after dark with a big spotlight, but still with no luck.
We’ll head back out early tomorrow, and hopefully we’ll have better luck.
More then…
Thought for the Day:
“Never believe anything until it has been officially denied.” Otto Von Bismarck
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