He ran away on Friday and we were sure he would return. But he didnâ€™t. The weather turned cold. It snowed inches last night and today I put posters up on telephone poles and contacted the Humane Society. Heâ€™s such a love of a cat. Totally dopy, but will tolerate even Beanâ€™s aggressive affection. Heâ€™s not savvy at all though. Heâ€™s run into walls before, and has never seen snow. Iâ€™m not sure whether to keep hoping heâ€™ll show up, or give up hope now before I spend any more time teary-eyed at the door yelling out into the winter air. Kind of how I feel about my writing right now also.