My mind is actually inching with anxiety. Which is why I find it so hard to focus on my work.

This time I have at least an inkling about the reason – w e have adopted, apparently, a Ninja cat.

So. Last night I’m off to sleep around 12:30 or so. At the time, the cat was still hiding behind the TV.

During the night, we hear absolutely nothing. No meows, no movement. And I did get up at least, what, 4 times tonight? Twice because of a nightmare and the rest to drink? Every time I’m out of the room, I look for signs of him. No cat.

This morning, both of us look for him. No cat. It looks like he did nibble a bit on his food, and there were a few bottles down in the bathroom, but other than that – he is well and truly vanished.

So, herby, I name him G *sigh*

And Tami thought he is mischievous. So far, no sign of