Marin is gone.
My kitten, I mean. The little one I posted photos of months ago. My roommate calls her Molly, it's easier for English speakers to pronounce, I've found.
Last night there was the oddest sound coming from the neighbors house, and it was giving me the worst headache. I thought for a while you could hear it throughout the whole house, so I didn't bother getting up and moving elsewhere. But Audrey came down and called me crazy so I stood up.
And couldn't hear it anymore.
In my searches as to where I could hear the sound, I checked on the back patio. The cats were back, Audrey was next to me, and there was no noise. Checked to make sure no cat made it out, shut the door, peered through and didn't see a cat, then twitched the curtains shut.
Shortly therafter I moved my laptop up to my room where it was warmer and where I couldn't hear the noise anymore. Ryou, my older cat, joined me. I thought it was odd that Marin didn't, but Audrey still had her door open so I thought that possibly she was bugging her, or laying in the hall, or was passed out downstairs.
I didn't think anything of it.
I had nightmares last night. I tend to dream a dream, then dream it over and over again over the years. Otherwise I don't dream much. There are like, three or four dreams that I've repeated since I was a small child and they usually snare me like a spiders web and refuse to let me go. As a direct result, I overslept my class this morning. With ten minutes to go and I wasn't dressed, fed, or even awake, I didn't bother trekking the ten minute walk waaaaay across campus to my Spanish class. There was just no way I was going to make it, anyways.
The only cat in my room was Ryou.
Now that is odd. Marin usually chases Ryou out, or Ryou sleeps in my laundry, or downstairs. She very rarely sleeps on my check or in my bed, and only if Marin is otherwise occupied.
So I ran a quick search through my house.
Nada.
Not in the cupboards, not in my room, or the bathrooms, or the kitchen, or the living room, or even on the back patio.
She was gone.
I went to my ten to noon class, but barely paid attention.
I've been all the way around the neighborhood, now. I've barely talked to the neighbors, only the ones that were outside, but I don't hold out any hope that anyone will see her.
She's small, for one, and two, there are upwards of 50 cats in a block radius of my house. And that doesn't count indoor cats. We have a HUGE feral cat number around here. She'll prolly get ripped to pieces. Although, mebbe not, considering how much of a bruiser she is.
On the other hand, I've met more ppl living around here than I have in the past 8 months. The guy across from me that keeps Japanese drinks in his kitchen window is a paraplegic, for instance, and said he'd keep an eye on his back patio while out smoking for my cat.
Leaned out my window a minute ago because I heard meowing and the new neighbor kitty corner to me (also out smoking) said she'd keep an eye out.
Turns out the neighbor directly across from my bedroom window has two cats that sit in the patio window and stare at mine. No wonder Ryou likes to sit in my window so much...
I just wish she didn't knock my books off of my bookshelf all of the time!!!
So, if you're a local here in Monmouth, please keep an eye out for my cat.
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