Stupidly, stupidly, stupidly on Monday night, I opened the apartment door a crack as I was cooking and was alllowing the heat to escape...I put up a huge wire shelf (about 3/4 of the way up )in front of the open door so the cats wouldn't get out...
Well, obviously I didn't think that through and Lovey must have climbed the shelf and gotten out the door.
I then closed the door and proceeded to fall asleep on the couch until early a.m when I toddled off to bed.
Breakfast time arrives and NO LOVEY! Only Rocky came a runnin'....I panicked and thought back to the door being open...I darted out the door and proceeded to check every nook and cranny of the three floors of my building..
NO LOVEY!!!
I was shaking and going crazy...
I knocked on each apartment door (my bldg is cat friendly) and asked each of the tenants that were home if they had seen him..They all said no....
I called the humane society and filed a lost report, I phoned every vet in my area....no sign..but they would watch out for him...
I spent hours and hours scouring my back lane, my front street, the street over and the street over and the street over...calling and calling for him...
I would go home periodically to see if he was meowing at the door (I thought someone must have let him out the door to outside)...
Then I went up and got these high definitiion colour posters with his picture and a message on them later in the evening...
I am just desperate at this point...Then, I walk into my building (after standing OUTSIDE my bldg and calling for him for an hour) and I am walking up the stairs and see a dark figure sitting under one of the stairs next to my apartment door!
ITS HIM!!!! He was very very scared but none the worse for wear...and I just hugged him and hugged him and promised him I wouldn't do something so stupid again....He was very relieved to step foot in the apartment and Rocky ran up to him and kissed him saying " where you been, brother? was it fun? huh huh???"....I think that someone in the apartment DID in fact take him into their apartment and realized he wasn't nice to them or their cats or something like that (he isn't friendly to strangers) or that someone let him outside and then he got back in again later....I just don't know...He did have a couple of different smells on him though...
Ahhhhh..One good thing has happened this week...
I am so glad he is home..ITs pouring here today and I can't imagine what would have happened if he was outside in this....
Well, obviously I didn't think that through and Lovey must have climbed the shelf and gotten out the door.
I then closed the door and proceeded to fall asleep on the couch until early a.m when I toddled off to bed.
Breakfast time arrives and NO LOVEY! Only Rocky came a runnin'....I panicked and thought back to the door being open...I darted out the door and proceeded to check every nook and cranny of the three floors of my building..
NO LOVEY!!!
I was shaking and going crazy...
I knocked on each apartment door (my bldg is cat friendly) and asked each of the tenants that were home if they had seen him..They all said no....
I called the humane society and filed a lost report, I phoned every vet in my area....no sign..but they would watch out for him...
I spent hours and hours scouring my back lane, my front street, the street over and the street over and the street over...calling and calling for him...
I would go home periodically to see if he was meowing at the door (I thought someone must have let him out the door to outside)...
Then I went up and got these high definitiion colour posters with his picture and a message on them later in the evening...
I am just desperate at this point...Then, I walk into my building (after standing OUTSIDE my bldg and calling for him for an hour) and I am walking up the stairs and see a dark figure sitting under one of the stairs next to my apartment door!
ITS HIM!!!! He was very very scared but none the worse for wear...and I just hugged him and hugged him and promised him I wouldn't do something so stupid again....He was very relieved to step foot in the apartment and Rocky ran up to him and kissed him saying " where you been, brother? was it fun? huh huh???"....I think that someone in the apartment DID in fact take him into their apartment and realized he wasn't nice to them or their cats or something like that (he isn't friendly to strangers) or that someone let him outside and then he got back in again later....I just don't know...He did have a couple of different smells on him though...
Ahhhhh..One good thing has happened this week...
I am so glad he is home..ITs pouring here today and I can't imagine what would have happened if he was outside in this....