Mandy has not come home since mid last week. Cliff and I are worried that something horrible may have happened to her. Our house is adjacent to a regional park filled with wildlife, including coyotes. We’ve put up flyers and are anxiously waiting.
Mandy and I did not have a great start. She was not exactly accepting of my new role as mommy and was often combative. Despite our rough beginnings, as of late she’s become more sweet and affectionate. Every morning she would meow, asking me to open the patio door for her. She would even cuddle in bed with me. I miss her and pray that she will find her way home.