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What is this, a feline fad!?

Yesterday, as I was leaving for work, Tigers-Eye was nowhere to be found. Grumbling that I was going to be late, I went back upstairs and checked both bedrooms to make sure he hadn't slipped in and then got SHUT in when we attept to shut him out. And lo and behold, there's a cat-sized opening next to the air-conditioner. He'd discovered the outdoors-scented draft the day before, and apparently hid until I shut the doors, and worked his way out overnight.

I spent the whole day at work freaking out, he has no foreclaws, so I don't even know how he got down off the roof without hurting himself, imagining one nightmare sceneario after another with ever-more-disturbing detail... ..and came home to my kitty crying on the other side of the neighbor's fence, wailing that he could hear me but couldn't figure out how to get any closer. Only when I had opened the gate and actually trespassed onto the neighbor's property did he finally dash up to me, *covered* in burrs in his extra-poofy tail, oi...

Crazy felines.

Couldn't live without them.