Meow

Our kitty decided to take an impromptu vacation last Tuesday. We put up roughly 100 flyers in our neighborhood that have generated several well intentioned, but ultimately fruitless leads. My wife was out looking for him today and her friendly southern charm had her chatting up a nice man a few streets away. She explained that it was our kitty that he had undoubtedly seen in the flyers, and that he was very sweet and nice, and that if he happened to see him to please keep him at their house and call us.

We got back from a work function of mine with a new voicemail waiting--our kitty's week and a half vacation was about to end. The poor guy is skinny as hell, scared, tired, but obviously very happy to be home. I don't think he can comprehend how happy we are.