One night after work, I took off the sweater vest I was wearing and put it on the futon. Sadie took a nap on it and left her little imprint.. . .
. . and a little tiny whisker.
It makes me cry, though just about everything makes me cry these days.
Tucker search update: I covered some new ground last night, in addition to the usual nearby places. I talked to a woman in the 100 block of our street who was walking her dog and gave her a flyer. I have met some wonderful, helpful people in the past week.
I've taken many of your suggestions--put out bowls of food in case he is scared of the trap, and put out some used laundry with our scents in the front and back yards.
Thank you for your continued thoughts and comments. This has been the strangest, oddest week.