Hello, I am new to this forum, but I need to share some of my thoughts about my precious cat. We live in a quiet suburb, and have owned cats for years. Six weeks ago my little tabby boy went out for his walk early on a sunday morning, and never came home again. I have leafleted and postered, knocked on doors and walked the streets at all hours to no avail. He never went near roads as he was so very nervous. I can't seem to stop looking down the garden waiting for him to turn up, tail aloft and mewing his cheery greeting when he saw me. I have never lost a cat like this before, and am really struggling to come to terms with the not knowing what has happened. Some people I spoke to were also really upsetting to me. I know not everyone lies cats, but I just needed to make sure I had done everything possible to find him if he was shut in somewhere. If this has happened to you, how have you dealt with it? Thanks for reading if you have got to the end of this post.