Darn cats.
So, I'm in the living room, and do a quick scan and notice that Davidson isn't anywhere to be seen.
So...
I check the bedroom. Nope.
Under the bed. Nope.
Bathroom. Nope.
Storage room. Nope.
Then I start to panic- I hadn't left the apartment all day, except to get the mail, so I go in the hallway, nope, no kitty.
I go in the bedroom and ask Harley where he might be, he rolls over and wants rubs... odd.
Frantic, I go in the kitchen and grab the treats and shake their jar, which usually brings them both out of hiding. Neither one show up.
I go in the bedroom. There's Harley, on his back waiting for rubs. STILL. So I sit down, rub his belly, and ask him again
Where is your brother?!
He yawns, lets out small meow... and out comes Davidson, from John's closet, the door was slightly closed and he must have been behind his dresser.
CATS!
So, I'm in the living room, and do a quick scan and notice that Davidson isn't anywhere to be seen.
So...
I check the bedroom. Nope.
Under the bed. Nope.
Bathroom. Nope.
Storage room. Nope.
Then I start to panic- I hadn't left the apartment all day, except to get the mail, so I go in the hallway, nope, no kitty.
I go in the bedroom and ask Harley where he might be, he rolls over and wants rubs... odd.
Frantic, I go in the kitchen and grab the treats and shake their jar, which usually brings them both out of hiding. Neither one show up.
I go in the bedroom. There's Harley, on his back waiting for rubs. STILL. So I sit down, rub his belly, and ask him again
He yawns, lets out small meow... and out comes Davidson, from John's closet, the door was slightly closed and he must have been behind his dresser.
CATS!