Last night I was in the basement getting ready to load the washer when I heard a cat yowling. We don’t have a cat. They do have an inside cat next door. The sound was not coming from their cellar though, it was coming from outside. Felix never goes outside…wait, yes he does. He will go out once in a while with them and usually doesn’t leave the back porch steps.

     “Felix is that you?”

     “Meow!”

     “Did you get left outside?”

     “Meow.”

     “Hold on a minute. I’ll let them know.”

     “Meow meow meow MEOW!”

     “I know it’s raining. I’m hurrying.”

     It was nice and warm in the late afternoon and early evening.  I’m betting he slipped out when they had the dogs out last and they didn’t notice him.  He is a black cat after all and practically invisible in the dark. He’s now inside and happy.