>have little yapper who's been with me most my life
>he's almost 12, aging gracefully but still
>family forces me to go to some gay ass wedding that'll take 4 days
>have dog sitter in mind
>dad takes dog to mentally ill cousin from crackheadtopia because he owes my dad his life and won't charge, despite money being no obstacle for me
>loses my boy in a fucking park and doesn't tell a soul because his ego
>doesn't bother chasing him because... idfk
>tells bro because guilt but tells him not to tell me
>bro tells him get fucked and tells me while I'm driving back
>post in two Facebook groups, put some big ass posters, file a lost and found report with the pound, join a forum, drive yelling his name with food in hand into the night, gigantic extended family passively keeping an eye out
>only contact was a zelle scammer
>pray everyday that he at least got taken in by a fat Mexican family that's spoiling him
What should I do bros, everyday I feel emptier knowing what could've happened to him please.
I'm still putting posters but got sick probably due to grief as gay as that sounds.