This really has been a terrible week for those I love and care about. First, my sister, who works at a convenient store, got robbed at gunpoint. She's okay and not terribly shaken about it but I found it extremely distressing. A day later, my brother was laid off from his job in New York. He's got unemployment insurance but I worry him immensely. Now, two days later, my cat, Sassy, winds up missing. She was let out alone to wander around the yard for 15 minutes around 5 AM this morning and hasn't shown up yet. She's an indoor cat who's easily terrified of people, so I can't imagine she'd go far. We searched up and down the neighborhood but couldn't find her anywhere. She's been missing for about four hours now.
I'm hoping and praying she'll show up at the door, scratching at it any moment now. I loved that cat.
This is just too painful.
FURBALL FILLED UPDATE
Things just got a whole lot brighter. I left the door open all morning and Sassy just walked right in, shortly after the mailman stopped by!
I grabbed that cat and nearly crushed her, I was hugging her so hard. She looked at me like I was deranged. True, I always look like that but she was particularly suprised this time. It's amazing how you can take things for granted, that things can seem so dark but, with a little patience and hope, they can turn around at a moment notice.
One of the sweetest joys in the universe is one of relief. There's nothing like seeing somebody or something you care about (a loved family member, a beloved pet) come back home safe and sound against great uncertainty.
I'd like to thank everybody who posted supportive comments. I'm humbled and grateful.