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Our (Gael and I) cat, Bebop, has gone missing and has been for eight days. He is the sweetest cat in the world, I hope that he is being taken care of and that he hasn't been killed. It makes me feel sick that I am so far away and I can't help search for him.

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On June 21st, 2003 08:53 am (UTC), ex_snej373 commented:
terrible ... It's so hard to lose a cat. I'm sorry for all of you :-(
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On June 21st, 2003 04:33 pm (UTC), nomi replied:
thank you for caring, i just hope that he's still alive and that he's at least been adopted by someone else.
On June 21st, 2003 04:36 pm (UTC), ex_snej373 replied:
The cats we've lost were all hit by cars.
But PT is a lot quieter than the areas where we've lived, so hopefully that didn't happen.
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On July 11th, 2003 03:26 am (UTC), nomi replied:
oh that's awful. :(

Still no word yet on Bebop, I'm starting to think he's gone for good.
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On June 21st, 2003 09:15 am (UTC), violetlovestars commented:
oh i'm so so sorry:(
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On June 21st, 2003 04:35 pm (UTC), nomi replied:
i'm so worried. the reason we adopted him in the first place when he was a kitten was because we saw him almost be hit by cars a couple times, his fur is so black he's difficult to see. :(
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On June 22nd, 2003 10:38 am (UTC), esek3 commented:
please tellme youve foundit
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On July 11th, 2003 03:27 am (UTC), nomi replied:
not yet.
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On June 23rd, 2003 12:54 am (UTC), gulch commented:
That is such a gut-wrenching thing to happen. I still feel guilty over the loss of Gill's cat, Unkle Funkle - when we first lived together, and then went to India for a month and moved squats, he stayed with friends but then disappeared. We liked to think that he's still out there somewhere, between squats, but somehow I think it must've been something more sinister.

And Rowan used to have two guinea pigs, Katie and Chloe, who disappeared from their run in our garden. They had escaped once or twice before, so we harboured a fantasy that they were safe living deep within the huge clump of pampas grass in our garden, but I think it much more likely that a fox or a dog got them (our garden was quite open to the park next door, and once I was sitting reading the newspaper on the lawn, I looked up and noticed that a pit bull terrier had strolled in from the park and was eyeing up the guinea pigs).

This was about two years ago, perhaps slightly longer. Rowan went to a farm on a school trip last Friday. When she came back she said that she couldn't look at the guinea pigs, it made her too sad.

That said, I can't stand the cat we have at the moment, Poppy. I want a dog instead. Any takers?
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On July 11th, 2003 03:38 am (UTC), nomi replied:
I'm sorry to hear about Unkle Funkle (love the name though).

We had so many animals while I was growing up that we inevitably lost many of them. Our dog, Shire, died from old age at least when I was 8 years old. The rest were hamsters, chickens, ducks, a mouse, a bat, garden snakes, fish, limpits! You name it. The hamsters were brothers and one new years eve one of them ripped the other's eye out, much to my horror. Chickens and ducks often died, sometimes carried away by eagles and hawks or caught by our dog if she got loose while they were out. I became very familiar with the death of animals at a young age, I even held little funerals for the animals and made graveyards for them. The chickens were my favorite pets and I never let our bosses eat any of them when they wanted to, I wonder if since we've moved some of them have ended up on their dinner table.

What's wrong with your cat, Poppy? I'd love a dog, I miss having an animal I can wrestle and run with. :)

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On July 11th, 2003 02:23 pm (UTC), gulch replied:
I never had a lot of my pets, though my sister had several gerbils & hamsters. We did have a dog which was 1 month and 1 day younger than me (I was born on 02/02/69, Disraeli on 03/03/69) who obviously was a big part of my life for the 15 years he was alive. But for the last two or three years he became progressively blind then deaf then just generally confused - for about two years he would do big puddle diorrhea shits on the carpets which I had to clear up when I got home from school. Eventually he was put to sleep. I think watching his gradual decline made me less sentimental.

A friend my age had a rabbit and guinea pig when she was younger, a dog got them and they discovered remains in the local churchyard. I'm glad that with Rowan's gerbils, at least we still have the fantasy that anything could have happened to them - they may still be living in the pampas grass or the park next door.
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On June 23rd, 2003 11:21 pm (UTC), gael commented:
still no sign...
Those pix make me cry!

Had another false alarm this evening... chased a black cat down the street, but it wasn't our Bebop.

Every night I dream that he's back.

I'm keeping my hopes up...

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On June 24th, 2003 11:39 am (UTC), nomi replied:
Re: still no sign...
I cried too looking through all my photos of him. He's been in my dreams, happy and healthy. I hope there's truth in the dreams.

I wish I could help you search.
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On June 24th, 2003 06:21 am (UTC), vizzygoth commented:
i have had some pretty miraculous reunions with lost cat friends and i hope the same happens for you. maybe bebop will come back to you a stronger kitty after her journey.
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On June 25th, 2003 03:42 am (UTC), nomi replied:
thank you, although if he showed up on my doorstep in London I'd be really shocked. That's devotion.

Gael (my step-mom back in the states) is still searching, no luck yet unfortunately.
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