It started like any other Tuesday. Mia’s orange tabby, Pumpkin, went out the back door like he always did, tail high and curious. But this time, he didn’t come home.
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Mia searched the yard. Called his name. Left food out. Days passed. Still no Pumpkin.
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Then one neighbor mentioned a cat sighting, near the edge of the marsh. Strange, but worth checking.