Third full day without my cat. My husband made me get rid of him, then just took off with him, to who knows where. He's not yet 2, and hasn't been outside since he was a kitten, too little to leave his mama when he appeared on our doorstep. The sweetest and baddest cat ever.. I saved his life, twice. We had a special bond, that my husband just didn't see. He didn't like the cat either. He would not let me take him to the vet, to get fixed or anything.. So to an extent his badness and…