i kept checking on and off last night...i left the trailer door open for him in case he came back inbetween my checking for him. i was out again first thing this morning...the trailer is empty...no sign of him.
there are only three options here...he is lost, he is injured or he is dead.
and i knew all along that ultimately both he and i would probably hit this horrible day when he wasn't here and i couldn't find him.
oh my fucking god i am so afraid.
i will make up some posters at work today and call all the vets.