Part of my son's recovery was thanks to a wonderful kitten called Midnight. I wasn't sure, with his level of OCD, whether my son would take to a pet - but he immediately did. Somehow, as the cat was not human, its germs were OK. My son would take it everywhere with him (at one stage my son could not leave the house).
When my son used the computer, the cat sat on a cushion by the side - great company and they would cat talk to each other. When my son went to bed, the cat slept on the bed too. The cat calmed down meltdowns. A great relationship and frindship developed.
Unfortunately, nearly 2 weeks ago Midnight disappeared. There hasn't been sight of him anywhere and we are so worried. My son is in deep grief and says things such as 'I wish you hand't got him for me as it hurts too much now'. Be sure to know that Midnight will always be a part of our family. That cat singlehandedly turned around my son's life and I will be eternally grateful to him.
He is microchipped - so there is still hope that some kind people have taken him in and are caring for him. I hope that for him as he was under 2 years old with much life yet to live. I hate to think of him locked in a shed somewhere and have leafletted the town and put notices up everywhere asking people to check their property. We still have hope that he will come back and he is still very much needed - but that cat deserves a gold medal for services to humankind.
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