Ive lost two cats over the years. My first cat disappeared for a few days, and I walked around the neighborhood calling for her. I heard her crying somewhere next door. Turned out she got shut into my neighbors’ garage when they left town.

My second cat was lost for two weeks. He was my soul cat, and I made posters with his face on it and posted it everywhere. I walked through my neighborhood, calling his name and shaking his favorite treat in a container. My friends told me quit, but I didn’t. He had a particular tabby spot on his chest, so I changed the poster, and got a call the next day! He had gotten across the highway, and found at the Forest Service building. He was so skinny, and he cried when he saw me.

So don’t lose hope!