

Stormy put me through the five stages of grief today. He snuck out the cat flap at 5:00 a.m. and was gone for 14 hours. He's normally not out for more than 4 hours per day, but for some reason he decided to go for his personal best. I spent most of the day out of the house doing laps around the area shouting him and now he's tucked into bed with me because I have the worst headache after the stress of him being missing 😬