... Kitty is home!!
I was so upset last night when I went to bed and woke up this morning dreading my morning routine because Kitty is normally a part of it. Just the thought of putting on my makeup and her not at my feet or up on the counter drinking water from the sink was enough to make me call in sick but I got out of bed ... went into the bathroom ... and then ... here strolls in a sleepy Kitty. Seriously I pinched myself thinking I went back to sleep. How? When? Where? I picked her up and hugged her (she doesn't like to be held but whatever make mama sad you are getting a hug). So I got ready thinking the whole time ... was she just hiding in the house somewhere? She couldn't have been ... I searched EVERYWHERE ... a MILLION times.
I went downstairs and Paul was making coffee ... he acts like nothing is new ... so I say ... what the heck? How is she back? He's like oh I got up and slept on the couch with the door open ... she came home at about 3:30 am. She came up to the door and gave one meow and I woke up slid back the screen and she came right in.
Thank goodness she is home!
I guess she had a night out on the town ... good thing she is fixed!
Also, no more leaving the door open Paul!!!