I 'lost' Wilber on Sunday. I went to Vegas for the weekend and it was the first time I've been without my guys overnight. Mike had to stay here cause he had to work both days. But my dad had free tickets and hotel, so off we went! BTW, I never go anywhere - this is the first time I've been out of my town in four years. Anyways, I'm really the caretaker of Wilber and Ori. Mike loves them, but it's become routine that I do the food, water and litter - mother's instinct and all.
SO, when I came home from Vegas, I was exteremely happy to see them. I saw both my guys as soon as I walked in and Wilber espescially was really happy to see me, meowing and rubbing and head bumping. I had to run back out to my car for a second. I closed the door like normal and kept an eye on it while I closed it to make sure there were no escapees. Except when I came back in Wilber was gone! Dead silent after all that meowing and no where to be found. I looked all over the house, under the bed, in the fireplace in most of the cabinets. I got out the soft food, and I even went around with the spray bottle to see if I could scare him out of hiding. After making my rounds 2 or three times, I was convinced he had escaped. I thought somehow he rushed out the door when I went back to the car. Now this is the point where I go into hysterical crying, calling Mike at work etc. I went around the complex with his soft food and shaking a toy ball with a bell. Since he's an inside only kitty I though he would have to be close by, cause that's what I read is most likely to happen. Still no Wilber. I went back in and searched the house again. I called my stepmom cause she's a pet nanny, to get her advice, and was in hysterics still. I have never felt so awful in my whole life. All the bad things that run through one's mind were doing so in triple time. Now it had been over 2 hours since he had disappeared. As I was wailing away with my stepmom, I hear a bump, bump, bump. I knew Oreo was upstairs so it HAD to be Wilber.
He was in the ONE cabinet I neglected to open. My little stinker pot hidey hoo!!! I was so happy to see him, I cried even harder than when I thought he was gone, lol!! Our cabinets are pretty hard to open, so I have no idea where he got the strength, but he was having a hard time getting back out.
That's my horror story for the weekend. As I type the stinker is sitting in the window sill ack ack acking at the birdies. Sure am glad he's home safe and sound
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Like CCL said - instaed of being mad you are just so glad to see them you far into a puddle. Glad Wilber is safe
How is Meowmie????
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