Week 6 - Sad Goodbye

It is with much sadness that we face the fact the Benedict Arnold is likely not coming home. Saturday, February 18, the crazy kitty refused to be caught and come in for the night. We have not seen him since. I accepted the fact last week that he was probably was not coming home but we still hope. We see flashes in the window and think it is him coming home but it is a squirrel or leaf falling. The puppies keep looking for him in his chair and at the fence. It is hard to explain to them the dog pack is one less. They keep hoping. I am still hollering for him every time we go out and I am not sure when I will have the heart to stop. I sing "Soft Kitty, warm kitty little ball or fur............" but the rest of the pack does not like as much as he did. No, more lap kitties or head buts or big ol' speeches that if he did not stay inside he would be a coyote snack. If only he would've listen! This was the last picture I have on him taken on February 8th. Mike lost the kitty and I found him in the closet. He was the baddest kitty ever!