No Boris this morning. I should have left the door open last night. I know he's probably dead and it's my fault. I had him declawed. I didn't double check that the door was shut tight and locked. I let a poor, sick, defenseless indoor kitty, who was depending on me, get out into the outside world. I continue to spend my waking hours weeping for him. He deserved better than me. I love him so much it's just breaking my heart that he's out there alone, thinking I abandoned him. I've never felt this level of guilt before. I don't even know what to do with myself.
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