Ugh. Bibo went missing since Tuesday and I’ve cried ever since when I thought of our baby nimbler. I had no idea where he went, what he ate, and where he was. Did another person get him? Did the other cats in the ghetto fight against him, and that he was heavily wounded?
So many ideas came running in my head and so many tears flowed from my eyes. It was just frustrating to go home without this welcoming nimbler.
Not now, though. Our little nimbler is finally back. I shouted his name when I heard a cat’s cry. I then saw him rushing through our neighbor’s roof.
Sigh of relief. I’m overjoyed to see him again home.