On Monday, we found a cat on our property. He was so adorable, and extremely affectionate, you would swear he was a dog in disguise. I don't usually like cats, but this one would rub against your leg, lay on your feet, and jump up on you like a dog. He would follow you wherever you went. In fact, yesterday he almost followed me onto the school bus. That cat was a great hunter - he caught two mice and practically ripped them apart.

We had also been feeding him. He got our left overs and we also gave him some bread and milk. The cat had definitely been around people before. No stray would be so friendly. He'd been sleeping on our cushy chair on the porch for the past 2 nights. He would even jump up on the table and look into our living room window. All in all, he loved to be around people.

During the day he would disappear, and then come back with a mouse that he had hunted and eat it. He had some ticks, so we would try and get them out. We got a few, but others were pretty stuck in there. He would sit on our laps and we would pet him and play with him. Then when it got too cold we would go inside. After dinner we fed him some table scraps and when it got dark he would curl up on his little chair and go to sleep.

However, today was different. He wasn't here this morning when I woke up, just as I had suspected. I thought he was just off hunting again, which he very well might have been, but now it's almost 6 and he hasn't come back. Maybe he's moved on to someone else's house or got lost or something, but I really miss him. I don't think I'll ever come across such a friendly cat ever again. I know he's only been here a few days, but gosh, he was just so lovable.

I wonder if he'll be back. I really hope he comes back to our porch and sleeps on that chair again, but I truly doubt it. Most of all, I just hope he's okay. I hope he didn't wander onto the road and got killed. It's hard to explain... I really loved that chat. Whenever we opened the door to go back inside, he'd follow and try to get in, but he wasn't allowed to come inside, as much as it killed me to leave him out there. I wish we could have brought him in and kept him, but I guess he'll always be an outdoor cat on the run.

I'm quite upset. My daddy went looking for him, but didn't find him. And mind you, we have a very large piece of property - 143 acres of land to be precise. Daddy looked up and down the roads, calling for him. We named him Little Gato, and I secretly named him Kitty, but he wouldn't respond to anything. I have lots of pictures that I might be uploading, and a video I took. He's a very loud cat. He meows quite a lot, and in a very cute tone. Yesterday my daddy called for him and he actually did show up about a half hour later with his catch of the day, meowing up a storm, but not today.

I need a hug.