The Poor Birman
November 29th 2010 21:00
I can’t stop thinking about the missing Birman. Coming home last night, I noticed someone had taken the poster down. I couldn’t help but keep my eyes and ears open for the cat but I have not seen anything. The thought of the cat being scared makes me sad. I even feel like sending the owner a text message, wishing them all the best in their search for their loved one. I would sign it off with a Cat Lover. On the other hand, if the cat is still missing, I don’t want to give the owner false hope. Imagine how agonising it must feel especially if you don’t get many phone calls or text messages: You hear the beep as the mobile goes off. You race for the phone. You hope that this is it: the message saying someone has found your cat. And then you open up the message only to see that someone is merely hoping you would find it.
I wonder if Brett went through this when Butterscotch went missing. I somehow doubt it as Brett gets many phone calls every day.
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