She came back again just a few minutes ago. No thunderstorm this time. She rolled over and I gave her a belly rub and I felt a lump, probably a lipoma from being spayed. I know, I said I thought she was a boy but she's a girl. It's so hard to tell unless I see all the equipment! She's such a sweetie and I worry about her walking onto my neighbor's property, you know, Mr. Cat Kicker. I just know he's going to come over here and ask if she's one of mine even though I've told him repeatedly that all my cats are indoors. As a matter of fact, I heard my doorbell ring while I was showering today but there was no note so maybe it was him.