All Of My Days Have Been Misspent
"Meooowww"
"Honey do you hear that?"
"Mmmmm, whaaaa? Mmmm...."
"Honey, seriously, the meowing."
"whaaa?"
I got out of bed thinking it was just another one of the cats but saw that all of them were sleeping. I opened the front door and saw nothing. I went to the slider and there she was.
I grabbed her and took her into the bedroom.
"Honey, look!!!!"
"Whaaa? What the fuck?"
"She's back. She's so skinny."
I gave her an entire can of food. I have never seen her eat an entire can of food before.
I tried something different last night in an effort to lure her home. I went out at 2 am and shook the Pounce and called her name. She must have heard that or something. But GOD, I was grasping at straws. I even emailed some woman in Seattle that said she found an orange cat in her garage. I envisioned Tucca getting into a moving truck or something and getting a ride to Seattle then getting lost down there and ending up in someone's garage.
But she's back here. Collar and all shockingly. SHE IS NEVER EVER GOING OUTSIDE AGAIN NO MATTER HOW SHE BEGS!
