No sign of Bunny. I miss her. Had another dream where I found her out at a park, just by happenstance. For whatever reason, I was there with one of my friends from middle school and the Twin. She came right over to me and let me pick her up. Made Chrissy go back to find my car and bring it around, as I had my cat carrier in it. But soon after I sent her, I realized she wouldn’t recognize my car and ended up walking with a frightened, sometimes struggling Bunny. We got over to the car and that was about when I woke up.
Yeah. Miserable way to wake up.
Then Ampersand comes over and is all, “Why u sad, lady? Feed me.” *Paw plant on face*
Then I drove out to the shelters.
The Phoenix shelter guy was all, “Here for the walk-through?”
I was, “Yup.”
“Black cat, short hair, right? We got a new one in this morning. Don’t think she’s old enough, but we’ll take a look.”
At least they’ve got Bunny’s BOLO (10 years old, all black, short hair, yellow-green eyes, S to M size—the student volunteer who walked me though even remembered Bunny’s a little thin-haired by the ears) memorized and know where to direct me first.
Things are going well for me otherwise. Things would be all-out excellent if I didn't have my little girl missing, still. At this point, I'm just hoping someone's taken her in and is feeding her and keeping her well cared for, like I'm taking care of Ampersand. I don't want to think about the other possibilities.