Buzz, one of my cats, has been missing since early this week. At first I wasn't worried, but this is the longest that I haven't seen him. I'm afraid he went out tom catting and got hurt or killed. This is day 4 that I haven't seen him, he's never been gone more than a day or two before.
I've held off writing out of superstition, but this really upsets me. I'm very attached to him and find myself calling him several times a day in case he's nearby.
I just don't think I was meant to be happy in this life. It never stops.