Just Heartbroken
With a billion other things to be focusing on, we can't.About 8:30 p.m. tonight, Tate snuck out a back door that was left open at the shop and he's missing. Matt and I are all but inconsolable, but we're sure that he'll be back. We spent a couple hours scouring the neighborhood behind the shop, but night is upon us and he's not here.
What I wouldn't give to hear the quick TICK TICK of his nails on the flooring in the shop right now. Connor is beside me, and I'm sure she can sense our concern and grief. Matt's a wreck, I'm a wreck, and we're pretty much frozen in place waiting for him to reappear in the still-open back door. We've made flyers to put up around the neighborhood in the morning and we'll make the right calls on Monday. In the mean time, keep the four of us in your thoughts and hopefully he'll return. Or, just like he came to us a year ago (almost to the day), he'll spread joy and bring love to another family soon.....but I'm greedy--I WANT HIM BACK!!!