I check and watch for KittyMeeze. At least twice an hour I was outside looking around, calling him. Nothing. The food I’d put out in the morning was untouched except for a lizard (which was pretty cute, the lizard on the side of the paper bowl with it’s head in the food).
After Jolene and I finished our quest on Fish Wrangler around 8:45 last night, Brian and I shut down our computers for the day. We were watching “Quantum of Solace” on Showtime and I figured we’d just leave the food out until we went to bed. You know, just in case.
At 9:30 I looked out and there he was, eating. Yay!
And he’s been here all day today, almost finished his first can of Friskies.
Lord, it’s nice to see him. He must have run and hidden somewhere because of the dogs and didn’t feel safe to come back out until evening. He doesn’t seem to have an obvious trauma, so wherever he was, it wasn’t a bad place to be for him. He’s up on the bank and stretched out in the sun. Where he likes to be.
Good kitty, Kitty.