I am totally distraught and beside myself today.
Saturday night, after we got home from skiing, Stubby must have sneaked out of the house while we were unloading the car. I noticed he was missing when an hour or so later I went to feed the cats and he didn't come running.
Marc and I went out and looked for him a bit, but it was late and we were both tired. We left the garage door open a crack for him, but when we got up in the morning there was no sign of him.
We spent all day Sunday looking for him. We left food out, and made fliers and posted them all over the neighborhood. We went to the shelter and filled out a lost cat report, and I sent a notice out to our rescue group.
I'm hoping he just got spooked and is hiding out somewhere near the house. They say cats don't tend to venture very far from their home, and I hope that's the case with him. My worst fear is that he either got hurt, or someone picked him up and is keeping him.
I'm so upset right now - I just keep thinking about where the poor guy might be. I'm leaving work early today to go drop fliers off at some vet clinics and do some more searching. Marc and I are also going to go door-to-door around our neighborhood to see if anyone's spotted him.
I just want him to come home. :(

Sorry, Bonnie :( I hope everything turns out ok.
Oh no!! That's so sad. Hope you find him safe and happy and ready to come home!