So.

[apocalypsos]

Um.

I still can't find Elliot.

I wish I were freaking out more, but at this point I've kind of resigned myself to him either being REALLY good at hiding (which doesn't seem all that plausible considering the lack of hiding places in the apartment), having found a hole into the wall I can't even find (which I highly doubt considering how long I've lived here), or having hopped out the front door when I came in this morning (which I think I would have noticed, but then again Elliot is the resourceful one).

In any event, he's vanished without a trace and I've run out of places to look.

Honest to God, I wish I were to the point of crying but I'm not. I wish I could say, "Oh, I just got my period, my hormones must be all fucked up," but for once I didn't even get mad enough last night to see that coming.

Comments

[myniamh.livejournal.com]

Is there a food he loves that you could wave around to get him to come out?

[jamjar.livejournal.com]

If you don't have to worry about mice, leaving some raisins or carob bark out might be an idea-- just to see if any goes missing.

[myniamh.livejournal.com]

Or sprinkle some flour around to see if there are any little footprints around? The local vet might have a safe trap thing to hire if it gets really hard to catch him too.

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

You know what the hilarious thing about this whole situation is? It's that Dexter was bouncing around the apartment all happy and carefree looking for the exit when I came home and Otis -- the cat with three teeth who once flipped out and chased a mouse that got into the apartment with plans to, I imagine, gum the thing to death -- was blatantly ignoring him. It was like, "Oh, I'll take on a mouse, but that big motherfucker? You take him, Mama."

[jamjar.livejournal.com]

You know, Squidge is 20 years old now, and definitely a grumpy old man. He spends more time sleeping, his fur is a little rougher, he does much less cage-of-death running around the walls of his cage.

But I still don't know if I'd put any cat up against him. Chinchillas are mostly only fluffy on the outside, I think.

[jamjar.livejournal.com]

Squidgy, my chinchilla, once went missing. We were letting him have a run around in my parents bedroom, one of my brother's friends didn't realise and left the door open, then the back door was open and... well, he was gone. We looked everywhere for him, took everything out and looked in all the bedrooms, inside the sofas, upstairs, downstairs, everywhere. Nothing.

No sign for days, so we'd pretty much resigned ourselves to him having gone outside or one day finding a tiny furry corpse in the siding...

And then, a few days later, I was walking down the corridor and there he was. I managed to corner him in the tool cupboard and catch him again, but he was fine-- not even particularly hungry or thirsty. Chinchillas are good at hiding and they're tough little beasts.

[dargie.livejournal.com]

Have you gotten down to look under your couch or any chairs that have cloth covering on the bottom? I had a little black momcat who was brilliant at finding a tiny hole in those covers and getting up into the furniture. I had to dig her out of the inside of our sofa once.

Anyway, I can' count the times when I've been certain my cats have gotten away, and they've just found a hiding space that I miss. Don't despair quite yet. If he's in the house he'll come out when he's hungry.

[xturtle.livejournal.com]

This. We have a kitty who has a sekrit spot somewhere in the house. Sometimes we just have to resign ourselves to not seeing Fishy until she's darn good and ready.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_inbetween_/]

Mine was inside a wardrobe I never opened, with the doors closed. As the others said, food for lure, perhaps even some outside the door if he's really outside, but I hope it's just one of those impossibly small hiding places.

[sweill.livejournal.com]

A friend once told me the key to finding these buggers is to make a list of 10 places they COULDN'T BE and look there FIRST.

But I'm gonna third the whole 'underlining of the couch/loveseat/box spring' thing.

:::hugs::: Good hunting!

[scary-being-me.livejournal.com]

Odds are that he's someplace too small for you to notice.

I used to have a full grown cat that disappeared regularly; always inside the house. He'll turn up.

[vass]

I hope he comes back.