Me-yow

Since the cat escaped a week and a half ago, we've been leaving the bottom of the garage door open a bit and placing food out there. Friday night we finally saw a big dent in the food eaten. To make sure we weren't feeding some extremely neat raccoon, Esposo put sawdust around the bowl to check out the footprints. We saw little catprints in there that looked remarkably like Simba's on Saturday morning, and by last night the entire (large) bowl of food was gone. So we're hopeful that he's hanging around close by and we'll be able to trap him and drag him howling and clawing back into the house, where he'll become sullen and resentful.