This cat who has come by every day for over a year has been missing four about 4 days now, which is unusual of her. I regard her as a pet because she spends her entire day in my living room, playing with me and giving me cuddles, but only goes off to explore at night. It's like she adopted me, almost. Recently she was ousted from her usual routine by roadworks on my lane and I haven't seen her since. It's heartbreaking wondering if she's alright out there by herself. My mind can't stop going to the worst places, but I guess most people's would. It's just making me depressed thinking about it and not having had a chance to say goodbye.