romyra | Musings (Reply)

I miss my cat, the cat.....Nero. I find myself wondering if he's okay, if the vet is feeding him, if he's been adopted. I know that he's not my responsibility but I still miss him. I miss his meows when I left for work or returned home from the office. I find myself glancing towards the corner he'd dash out from when I came outside and I really miss having him to come home to. I keep remembering how he was so calm when I carried him to the vet and he was well behaved at the vet's office, despite the pain that I know he felt when his infected leg was flushed. *sigh* The loneliness is getting to me again. I really miss him and I hope that he's doing okay.