Current mood:

anxious

A Guy Says He Has Nick--Update: Not Nick
After dinner with my family, at 9:35pm J and I ran off to Target to grab some necessities before they closed. At 10:05pm, as we were checking out, the cell phone finally rang, as we had been hoping, praying, and staring at it demandingly for all day.
Dan says he thinks he found our cat over on Silvercreek. J put up flyers there, and the guy said it matched the photo.
We raced home to my parents' to get our cat caretaker's phone number and call her. She is headed over there right now, with the reward money.
She will know for sure if it is Nick or not. I'm worried b/c the posters are not in color, although he is described on them. J went to the Human Society this morning while I searched the neighborhood again, and he said there were some Nick/Gil look-alikes there, so I'm so afraid it's another ginger DSH.
Waiting impatiently to see if I will get the best present ever.

11:30pm ETA: It's not Nick. Cat Lady says so, and I know she is right. What sealed it for me is how she described this stray hissing at our neighbors Pomeranian-Poodle dog. Nick and Gil are curious about, not threatened by, dogs, and they know Ginger well.
I have never felt my heart plunge into my stomach like that. I'm shaking and feel swoony. I think I'm losing it a little. But Cat Lady is right: People are seeing the posters and keeping an eye out.

Dinner was nice. Got in some good shopping earlier at Troy's chi-chi, upscale Somerset Collection, including monster clearance deals on baby clothes at Talbot Kids, Baby Gap, and Marshall Fields. Even "clearance" items at Neiman Marcus were too rich for our blood. ;-P
My whole family thinks they know the gender--and they agree on said gender. They might be right.