Our hearts are broken! Yesterday morning Monica and I went outside to take out some trash and Rocky followed us. I didn't think much about it because he has been going outside for a couple months now ever since it started to warm up. And he would always come running back whenever we called for him. But he didn't come when we called before we left to go to lunch at Dion's with Ryan. And he didn't come when we called for him after we got back either. So I thought maybe he was just really enjoying exploring. But after Ryan got home from work and naps were over, we searched and called again. I thought for sure Rocky would come running when Ryan called because he just adores Ryan. But no meowing...no purring. After Enrichment, I walked around and called again for him, thinking maybe he had gotten stuck in a garage and had to wait for someone to come home so he could get out. But no kitty! Monica is sad, but I don't think she fully understands that he might really never come back. Ryan thinks he got eaten. I know, leave it to the guy to think the worst! But I just hope that someone took him and wants to keep him and not hurt him. I will give the animal shelter a call today to see if someone turned him in. He's such a good cat! A little crazy and neurotic at times, but really a good cat. He almost never pulled out his claws when he played with Monica, and they would have fun taking turns chasing each other around the house. It was fun to watch! So I hope he's ok. Until then, we'll keep calling for another day and put up some signs.