Where’s Lucky now?
I have a black cat named Lucky. She used to be an ally cat, until my neighbors adopted her. When they moved out last month they asked if we would mind watching over her, as they didn’t want to take her away from her neighborhood.
A typical day for Lucky starts with waking up, scratching at the carpet, eating, and going outside to potty. After that, I’m clueless. She often disappears for hours on end, gallivanting around Ocean Beach or wherever — she could travel miles away from home each day and I would be none the wiser.
My imagination will not allow me to stop pondering Lucky’s whereabouts. Here are some ideas:
