On Saturday evening Flossie went missing. On Monday afternoon Clarence went missing. I am distraught. I don't know what to think, my imagination is running riot. What if someone is holding on to them or has put poison down? Hubby is out knocking on doors, I have been everywhere whistling for them. It doesn't make sense. They are creatures of habit and never stray far. They wander in and out of the house all day long, settle down for long snoozes, go out to stretch their legs but always, always come back for their meals. We think that wherever Flossie is Clarence is too. They are brother and sister and grew up together. What is puzzling me is the fact that if Clarence were able to he would surely come back for food. I'm typing this as the thoughts come to me. I can't settle to anything. Hubby has contacted both the vets in town and they have made a note that they're missing but at least we know that they haven't been taken to them injured. The problem is cats are classed as wild animals but they are our babies. I really won't be responsible for my actions if someone has harmed them in any way.