I don't know what's wrong with me sometimes. I can make it through a whole day and be cheerful and talkative and find the humor in things but I can't make it through a thought of my missing kitty without cracking wide open and wanting to sob. So I make it through my day by not thinking about her. I hate that. I don't want to just NOT think about her. I want her back so badly and I don't know what to do anymore. I feel like a bad person because I'm not walking the neighbourhood looking for her but I can't be outside in the dark by myself. I'm sure she feels the same way so my not looking for her is an awful thing.

I just want her to come home. I don't like not having my little baby here with me.