Yes, I have been avoiding an update. I have scoured the land and damn near hacked the whole forest down on our property to no avail. The fact that I haven't found a dead John Denver is of little comfort but it is what it is. There is always hope as long as no fur is found.
We continue to call for him every time we go outside and then look to the path expecting and then praying he will come flying from the brush because he's heard us call his name.
Not knowing is just so empty. I feel as if I'm missing something. There must be some place that I've forgotten to look... but no. I continue to look, hope and pray that if I never find him it's because some kind person has taken him in and needs his company in a more serious way than I.
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