Socks is one of the regulars at the yard, he shows up like clockwork at the sound of the clicker, so when we didn't see him last weekend we worried. Then when he didn't show up Monday or Tuesday we worried more. Steve and I searched the yard Wednesday for about 2 hours, climbing on boats, looking in windows and in dumpsters, wondering what had happened. So many possible dangers. Had he gotten hit by a truck, fallen into a dumpster, got trapped in a boat or something we hadn't even thought of? By Saturday we sadly resigned ourselves to the fact that he was probably gone.
So when we showed up yesterday to feed and there he was in his usual spot by the dumpsters, I cried for joy. Socks was alive and back. Whatever happened to him he was hungry.
I understand your worry. Glad he is safe and sound.
ReplyDeleteHave you received the trap left on your porch on Sunday around noon?
ReplyDeleteSuch a relief when they come back safe and sound.
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