I lost a life last night (if I have nine like a cat). Smokey snuck out to see his friends - my neighbors. I didn't realize it until I went to bed & he didn't come to snuggle. Tore apart my closets - his favorite hiding places. I was so upset. & so was Fuzzy. He cried off & on all night & day.
I searched all over my apartment & building. Walked around the neighborhood. My super helped look. But no one knew anything. Or found him hiding anywhere.
Well, he was in a neighbors apt the whole time. He thought he was Kim's cat, but she didn't seem at home (she works some nights). But he knocked on my door when he got home & saw the signs posted around the building. He opened his door & there was my little wayward angel. Smokey won over another human. He had made himself at home & snuggled with Bob all night.
So all is well. Fuzzy keeps checking up on Smokey to make sure he's still here. & rubbing against him.
I have to figure out some kind of fence so he can't get close to the door. He's so quick. & I don't see that well so didn't catch him.
Oh, I am so glad it turned out ok. We were vacationing in Florida with our cat when unknown to us she got out. After the first day we just accepted that she was lost. But early the second day, I looked out from pool area and there she was in in the neighbors bushes looking at me.
Oh, the relief. I am sure you had it that same feeling.:) 500 days ago