Lost Cat

Bond is missing.  H let him out last night.

A little recap:  Spunky (the cat) passed shortly after Mama. More recently, Bond was diagnosed with some huge horrible growth that we can't so anything about. (Yes, we brought the cat from New York City).

H is angry at me about the cat. It's my fault he's lost, my fault he's sick.  H actually tripped last week and blamed me for it.  I wasn't in the room, hadn't touched anything in the room, and have no powers of telekinesis but it's all my fault.

I've posted.

I've posted over in The After Life.
Feel free to check it out!