Yeah my fat one

the adorable one

well, we came home from Boston, we were gone for two days (the family and I,) and we come home and I’m so excited to see my babies because I missed them and it takes me a while, but I find the little one and she’s just running away from us because she could care less that we were there but we can’t find Matzoh, my fattybear, he is nowhere to be found, so I start freaking out and I run outside and all of a sudden I hear this mewling in the garden outside our house and there is Matzoh curled up under a bush making the most pathetic sounds you have ever heard in your entire life.  We were searching for him for 20 minutes before we found him, and also it was raining.  He wouldn’t come out from under the bush I had to put my hand out for him to smell before he would even budge even though we were all sitting in front of him on the wet ground begging him to come out.  Finally he did when we brought out treats, I was so scared that he had been outside all weekend even though we had checked to make sure both of our babies were in the house before we left.

He is not an outdoor cat and even though he was fat I was just so worried about him, I had to pick him up and carry him inside and he was all wet and I was just crying and crying but he is okay and I guess he is just a drama queen because he wasn’t that wet and when he came inside he didn’t even go for the food and water he must have run out the front door when we weren’t looking, but he just sounded so pathetic and hurt under that bush… 

If anything happened to him I don’t know what I would do…