The patio chair is still empty

I came downstairs several times in the middle of the night and the patio chair was empty each time. I think I had several dreams in between too and it was all about Timmy coming home. The dreams seemed so real and I woke myself up in the dream to check if I had just been dreaming or it was real and it felt real. A dream within a dream. Recurring dreams. All about Timmy coming home.

Dreams are so strange. It's probably our unconscious or subconscious state at work.

Yesterday I had already contacted the animal communicator to ask if she could help, but there was no response. Not leaving any stone unturned, I can only console myself that I've exhausted all efforts, and done about everything I could have done, without delay.

This morning I came down before 6am, expecting and hoping to see Timmy on his favourite patio chair, but no, he wasn't there.

Ginger was in the house, as usual.

We both went out to look for Timmy.

I found Rosie and Daffodil at the playground, under the street lamp.

As I was searching at the playground, Vincent came to join me. Heidi must be still sleeping as she comes out later. Mr Zurik is probably still at home and hasn't made his "journey" to our house.

There was no sign of Timmy at all.

It's strange...it isn't easy at all to catch Timmy. Even we have difficulty in catching him. He is very elusive and he is not at all "manja" so he does not crave for human's attention. He just loves to eat. So, the idea that someone could have caught him doesn't seem probable.  He doesn't even trust people easily and that is why he doesn't quite like us catching him although I can catch and carry him.

When we found him missing yesterday afternoon (after I came back from visiting the Ginger family), my first thought was how Timmy had mysteriously "fell from the sky" ala Mr Bean more than a year ago. It sure seemed that way as I had found him right smack in the middle of the road, crying, right in front of my house. Where did he come from? It was like how Mr Bean came to earth - at least, it seemed that way.

Beamed down from the sky? Then we spun stories about Timmy being an alien cat because he lived in the Tardises (the blue dustbins) before he came to us and became a patio cat. And he has been a patio cat ever since.

In fact, of all the 7 of them, I'm the least worried about Timmy because Timmy never wanders out. I have never seen him in anyone's house. The only time he goes to the playground would be to watch the birds and that's not even often. He is always in our porch.

Breakfast this morning was so, so incredibly quiet. It's so not the same without Timmy.

His red litter box is empty.

I know this sounds so silly, but if Timmy had been beamed down ala Mr Bean and if he is meant to be beamed up ala Mr Bean, then I want to thank Timmy for all the delightful, wonderful and Timmy-ful episodes he had given us. As mysteriously he had come, mysteriously he disappears now. Some things in life cannot be explained.

If Timmy is meant to come back, then please come back real soon.

Or if by chance, someone has adopted Timmy, then please look after him well, feed him well and keep him well always.

I don't know what else I can do already - already asked neighbours, posters are up, scoured the area, tried to contact the communicator (but no response), sent email alert to neighbourhood, asked friends, sent photo to PAWS and SPCA, checked at the pound. Yesterday, my husband had already scoured every road in our area. Timmy has never wandered far, but still we've searched and covered every single road already.

I have visualised the road home for Timmy and sent him loving thoughts. I'm still visualising the road home for Timmy now. That's all I had been doing since yesterday.

Dawn is breaking now and the birds are chirping at the playground. Timmy loves to watch the birds.

I've been holding up since yesterday but I think I need a good cry now.

7am: I spoke to Mukda and she said she saw Timmy yesterday morning in front of our gate doing his "happy days" stunt. Yes, Timmy was here yesterday morning. And Mukda said her own cat recently disappeared for two days and came back hungry. After two days. I know Pole disappeared for 4-5 days in our old neighbourhood and came back hungry and crying too. But Wolf disappeared and never came back. Willy disappeared for more than 10 days, then came back, but for his case, I think his owner took him back to the kampung for Hari Raya.

My husband did suggest yesterday that perhaps Timmy is not happy with Mr Zurik's presence at his vegetable patch all morning yesterday and maybe Timmy went away because of that. But I doubt that because as much as Timmy would complain about Mr Zurik, he coexisted quite happily with the Russian and Timmy had always stood his ground at the patio. He was always on his patio chair. He would just sit on his chair and whine at Mr Zurik.

In any case, thank you very much, to everyone who has sent kind wishes and positive thoughts for Timmy and all of us. It really helps. Thank you.