SirenSongWoman
Cathlete
I, too, am so glad your young puss came home. One of the kitties I take care of disappeared for three nights. On that third night (2am) I stood on my porch and listened carefully as I called his name. I thought I could hear a faint mew so I followed it - to an empty house. I went all around the house trying to figure out how to get in, only to return to the front porch and find the door unlocked. 2 am... in a bad neighborhood... I actually walked into that dark house with nothing but a flashlight and opened the door to the upstairs and there he was sitting on the steps like "It's about time." He ate like crazy when I got him home and he looked unharmed. Still, both of those doors didn't close by themselves. Cats rule, but some people are evil.
