Since Friday I've been in hospital and spent far too much time dealing with mental health services. They are fucking atrocious in this country and struggle with one fundamental aspect of communication, listening. I was nearly "sectioned" which means being deprived of my liberty and put on medication against my will. There is a still a chance it will happen, which is why my compound bow and 10 inch bayonet are on hand at all times, as the next step is often sending in the police to enforce their bullshit.
That's not what I'm upset about. Since leaving the hospital, my cat Behemoth has gone missing. I haven't seen him the past 2 nights and he hasn't snuck in to eat. I've been searching for him for the majority of today with my other cats (they follow) and he is nowhere to be seen. I did come across a large patch of fur that shows he has been in a fray (it is definitely his) and the strange thing is that there is no other cat hair. I would have said "fox" instantly but there was no blood.
The weather is really heating up here and he is most likely injured. He hasn't been well since getting cat flu a few months ago. I hope whatever happened, that he isn't suffering, and that he returns home safely.
Fuck this life, I am really tiring of it :( One thing after another, non-stop.