Ginga is still missing. We have put fliers in letterboxes and rung local vets to register him as lost and put an ad online. We’ve walked and driven around a rabbit warren of streets calling for him and no sign. Dave is worried sick, he can’t eat a thing. Our other cat Rastus is totally lost without his brother. I’m so worried that Ginga might have tried to ‘go bush’ trying to find his way back to the old house. It could take months, if he manages it at all. He’s only a little guy. (I can just feel my heart breaking while I write this) A part of our lives is missing with him.