I look around the house to make sure he wasn't hiding with in it some where. No luck. I sit on the back porch, and take up a discarded Lilly. I begin to look at it wishing I knew where Oliver was. I sure hoped he was okay. I was worried that I had no clue as to where he was right now. I didn't want to leave to look for him. Sure that once I did he would show up.
So I just sit there, hoping for his return.