4 nights ago my cat got out an upstairs door in our house that didn’t latch properly. It’s never a good time to lose your cat but I feel like the context of my current situation is making this feel so much worse… I’m just coming off a 2 week bad Covid like flu and trying to recover and I also just left my job to go freelance and start my own business so I had momentum and just lost it all.

It’s a lot all at once and I feel so depressed and I just want him home and to feel better so my body mind soul can heal and he can be safe.

We’re doing absolutely everything. He’s an indoor cat, microchip is up to date and reported missing. We have litter out, a trap out front, his toys, his catio door is open so he can enter, we’ve talked to the vets and shelters and so many neighbours, there’s posters everywhere and flyers in mailboxes, posts all over social media groups….

I just know he’s hiding somewhere so sneaky right now but I’m scared he might be farther than I think or up a tree… I know it’s less likely but I’ve searched for hours and hours around my neighborhood and houses within the block. I’ve gone out at night when it’s dark. I’ve gone out at 2am and called for him gently.

I’m worried because he needs special urinary tract food.

I can’t help but just feel so scared and I’m trying to stay as hopeful as I can. This is just draining me.

Any advice or stories of hope would be amazing. He’s my best friend and my baby and I miss him so much.