An Interactive Twilight Experience.
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 spraying everything is hubby's fault. I am missing my Ritz.. he's a tuxedo, I named him Ritz, like the song, Puttin on he Ritz. I have been crying, non stop since. I want him to come home, but hubby won't have it. He doesn't see the real pain I am going through, I've tried looking for him, about where I figure he dropped the cat off at. But no luck.. I want my little Ritzy home. Bad or not, he had his good points. He was cuddlesome when he wanted to be too. I have never had a cat, that wanted that much attention. He gave me kisses all the time. He also would claw and scratch too, but.. his sweet side always won out over that. I don't want another cat, I want Ritz home.. with me, where he belongs. I know, it's just a cat, but to me, he was more.. he was my friend, like my child. My heart is broken without him.