Roy Boy

[cornerofmadness]

This is the last picture I took of Roy after he knocked over some of my stuff and proceeded to sleep on it. I haven't mentioned it because I was hoping he'd be back but today marks the one month anniversary of Roy disappearing. THis is not the first time he's been gone so long, nor even the second but somehow it feels different. It feels like I will never see him again.

I could be wrong. I haven't seen him dead so there's always a chance he'll be back. Roy lived his whole life outside. I tried very hard to make him an indoor cat but he was miserable. Truly. You can tell when an animal is unhappy and Roy was. He would stand on the table next to the door and frantically work the knob if I tried to make him stay in when he didn't want.

He's been my companion for six years now (which is inconceivable I've been in this place that long, the longest of my adult life and it's HERE. How sad). Roy was at least 2-3 when I got here so he's spent a minimium of 8 years outside and he was loved by everyone here. We all fed him. My one fear is he disappeared at the height of the neighbor squabbles. I hope no one hurt him. If they did, they better hope I never learn of it.

I miss him. The boys missed him at first but they've stopped looking for him. I hope to see him on the porch or see him running up to my car like he does. Somehow, I don't think those days will come again. We shall see. He's been gone longer once before.

Vaya con dios Roy boy.