Desert howling winds. It’s bad tonight. The wind is violently shaking my security door right now.
Went outside to look for the cat. Nope. I hope she’s ok.
This is so true.
I hope she’s someone’s outdoor pet cat, though they should make her a tag if she is. At least if she had a tag I would worry less. I could make myself believe she was safe, warm, fed, and loved on nights like this. She’s so little.
The first time I saw her I was coming home from work at midnight and she was sitting on the sidewalk in front of the 24 hour car repair shop. I thought she was theirs. Every business has a cat or dog these days. But I made a mental note to get cat food for her and put it in my purse. Since then I’ve seen her in a few different places but within a two block radius. Other than the white fur on her little nose being a little dirty the rest of her is always in good shape. Just a little skinny. Tiny little girl.
The wind is really howling right now.
I hope she’s ok.
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