Two days ago I put out a cracker for chip again, like every morning. I thought that if he always had the food in his door, he would never go away. Two days later the food is still there. The birds have disappeared and I haven't seen Chip again. Where is he? I know the answer; I'm sad. the cat would have eaten the birds before, if they had been there, if the fountain had been working, if I hadn't put out the cracker for my friend.