Good news. Marigold came back. At 6:00 this morning she climbed through the window. Except for meowing a lot (which she does when she hasn't seen us in a while) she seemed absolutely fine. I have no idea where she was for the past 4 days. I often wish cats could talk. I assume she was strung out on catnip and now she finally got hungry enough to come home.
Thunderbird 31 on Linux
11 years ago
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Good times. Our cat is such a chicken he never leaves for more than a night, and when he does, he sleeps the entire next day. He's surprisingly wussy for a 13 lb tomcat.
Three to four months later, we had kittens!
yes, I fear our little marigold may have turned into a little hoochie.
Well, at least you have a new name for her in this new phase of cathood. "Come here, litte hoochie!" Or perhaps "the littlest hoochie" - maybe tomorrow she'll want to settle down.
This whole time I was under the impression that she had been fixed. It explains a lot if she isn't. Heh, fixed. I guess that means she's broken.
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