And now I'm going to hell to bed!

[wednes]

I cooked some bacon in paper towels (the microwave kind) and hung the paper towel in the doorway. He digs those out of the trash without fail. Finally, around 11:30 I was just about to give up for today and go to bed, we heard him. I went outside and talked him out of running away for about 30 minutes. I shook food at him, threw treats and pieces of cheese, smooshed up some dry catnip and put it by me. Eventually he just came over and let me pet him, and I grabbed him.

It looks like somebody might have taken a swipe at his ear, but other than that he appears to be fine. After 20 minutes or so of growling, he was back to being his old affectionate self. He's already calm and resting. He is getting a new reflective collar and a blinky charm that goes off whenever he moves in the dark. No bells though. He's plenty loud and will not require a bell.

Comments

[opaqueplanet]

Thank goodness! These situations always terrify me, and remind me of the desperation I felt... 16 years ago when Boots went missing. And I listen to "Virtute the Cat Explains Her Departure" by the Weakerthans and cry.

(warning: this song will probably make you cry, or would have yesterday)

[opaqueplanet]

PS, this song is a sequel to "Plea From a Cat Named Virtute", which you may chose to look up. It is more upbeat.

[wednes]

Whoa, yeah I'm glad you didn't send it earlier.

[opaqueplanet]

I'm not THAT much of a dick.

[wednes]

LOL Someone on Facebook told me about her friend's cat getting loose and being eaten by a coyote.