We can’t find Blas. Monkey last saw her during their middle of the night snack when she said she was going to take a nap. It’s been almost 24 hours now without her coming out for water or food. It’s not necessarily abnormal for her to miss food, but not water or treats. I’ve been looking for her most of the night without much luck. I’ve gone through the spare bedroom in more detail than I thought would be necessary. I’ve looked in all the cabinets, in boxes, behind things, under things… Not only am I scared she’s dead, I’m scared I can’t find her body which is even worse. I don’t think she could have gotten out, so I’m really at a loss. I didn’t expect her to die suddenly, I expected she would give us a clue which means she either didn’t know or she isn’t dead.
I’m worried for Monkey. The mice died last week, one of old age and one of a broken heart. They were his friends and he was very sad when they died. And now Blas. And for Carrie, her dad had a small stroke this weekend, then she found out her cousin has stage 4 pancreatic cancer – on top of her mice dying. And all this is coming after losing one of my best friends this summer. Starting to run low on friends and family here…
All this on top of last night getting a promise from Kendra, Carrie’s higher guide, promised us that she will be significantly better in the next 30 days. That’s wonderful news of course, but it’s tainted by loss. And last night I had an unpleasant dream where I was on a bus or something with Carrie (in a separate seat and row though) and just crying and grieving over Ellen. It makes me think Blas passed last night and I was really grieving for her. But I don’t know, and I can’t know until a body is found. I’ve run out of places to look so I’m completely at a loss. *sigh*
