So John and I left this morning for work at 7:45, as usual. We get home at about 1:00 today for lunch break and I called Harley cuz he usually comes to meet us at the door, but he didn't come running but I could hear him meowing constantly as he heard out voice. He usually comes out of our bedroom where he is usually found sleeping on our bed, but he wasnt there. I opened the closet door, and there he was!
We usually always keep our closet doors open (they are the big closets with the 2 sliding doors) anyways, for some reason John must have shut his this morning and Harley must have slipped in there before he shut it! I feel soooo bad! So for a treat (for being stuck in a closet for 5 hours!) I made him up a little chicken breast for lunch and he loved me and was purring like crazy. I felt like he deserved a little treat for being stuck in there....I still feel horrible for having him locked up in a closet all morning...poor guy!!