Grief

It is so damned hard sometimes. This morning I went out to feed the kittens and Noir was not there. Things 1 & 2 showed up and were hungry but no Noir. Betsy and I had to leave for work so I had very little time to do more than a brief search, but she would have had no reason to wander far, unless she foloed an older cat. I fear something got her. And again I blame myself for not moving them all in sooner than this weekend. Damn I hope I am wrong.