It was a cold and dreary day. I sat at my terminal, listlessly clicking on all my bookmarks, but it just wasn't the same. My real favorite was gone. Cat of the Day, why did you have to leave? Was it something I did? Will you ever come back? I tried some of the other pet sites, but I felt dirty, like I had been cheating on my lover. I tried going in through Netscape, even AOL, but Cat of the Day still was not responding. How was I ever going to click on Spencer's latest link? How was I going to feel comforted without Karen's beautiful poems? Where was I going to get my laughs without reading about Boots's latest adventure? I offered a burnt sacrifice of floppies and CDs to appease the computer gods, hoping that they would bring me back my Cat of the Day, but it was not to be. I gave up, went to bed, and dropped into a fitful sleep, dreaming about Butter, Pui Pui, and Trevor...and all their digital cohorts. I got up this morning and took Bigs to the vet for his annual kitty shots and wondered if I would ever know about Sundance's vet appointment. Later that day, I tried clicking my COTD bookmark again, resigned to the fact that I would get another "server can't be found" error. But, what's this? "Server found, connecting to site"! Can it be? Is it finally back? Did my burnt offering work? Suddenly, a black and white face pops on my screen! Bacardi! Cat of the Day is back and all is good in the world!