Oh my poor heart

Well, after both and Emily and I had long sessions of calling all over the neighborhood, and I had given up, in strutted Neko this evening. He was out for 3 cold days and nights. To me he seems skinny and tired and hungry. He did let me hold him and we had a longer than usual purring session. I can't believe that he has many lives left. I went though all the stages of grief with him, particularly when I was out today looking for him and instead I saw the local fox. We know that the fox's den is pretty close to the place Neko hangs out across the street, and I figured, well, foxes have to eat, etc. Plus, the fox was fast, and big, and I just looked at it and said, well, that's what happened. I'd like to say we'd never let him out again, but I know that he'll sleep for a couple days straight and then yell to do it all over again. And, I'll feel the same way the next time too. But, at least for tonight, he's safe and full (and I hope happy). I guess I'm all those things too:-)