No sign of Umbra. I don't have much hope that they're coming back.

I'm dealing. I'm coming to accept that these cats were always basically treated like strays that hung around our neighbor's house, and Umbra was always likely to meet the same fate as his three sisters that also just kinda... wandered off, and it wasn't my fault for letting him chase me.

Still mad at our neighbor. But he was a street cat and I'm choosing to believe he'll be fine. I did everything I could.

I am trying to see it in my heart that my neighbor lives differently than me, in different economic and cultural world, and this is normal to them.

I am still holding onto a shred of hope that a five-month old cat who's used to the outdoors can fend for himself, and we might even see him about someday. But I gotta move on.

And I guess I will be more careful about bonding with the remaining cats. And someday Peg and I will have a cat who is OURS and will be cared for properly