No news, the search continues
To start with: a tiny spark of hope. During a late night round of the neighbourhood, searching and putting up some flyers, I heard soft meowing. It was only a few times and it was not clear whether it had anything to do with me being around and from where it came. Most likely it came from the garden I was standing next to. But it was already after midnight and the house was dark, so I’ll have to wait for tomorrow before I can ask if they have seen him.
Doing rounds in the neighbourhood did make me aware of just how many houses with (fenced in) gardens are in this neighbourhood. Making it very possible that he is out there, somewhere. And even with his outside experience he could even be lost among the many back alleys with gardens on both sides. If so, maybe the flyers I taped to lampposts will help.