A few years ago, my sister gave us her cat. He was a shelter cat who was let to die out in the cold winter, but luckly was saved. Ive never found myself to be a cat guy, but he grew on me. Berkley was just about the perfect cat, he was HUGE, 20lb or more, never meowed, peed on things. Only thing bad about his was he shed. He always liked to be alone, by himself in the basement so not seeing him for a day or 2 never worried us. Well i noticed yesterday that i havent seen Berky in a couple of days, so i went to look for him lastnight and found nothing. I checked his litter box, empty and his food bowl was mostly full. Today went out and looked for him no where to be seen. It kinda sucks cause hes an indoor car with no coller or claws. Hope hes in a better place now.