Pictures? When? Where!

That story reminded me of one time, not so long ago, when I called my daughter from the boat and she told me her son had company and the boy left the front door open. When she went into the living room and saw the door open, she paniced and went to screaming for Chester. They all searched the house over, top to bottom and could not find him. She said she was crying telling the kids "HOW am I going to tell MY Mama, I lost HER cat?" so they all went out and did a neighborhood search, each one taking a different street and looking and calling for him with no luck. They all went back to the house and she was sitting there crying because she had lost Chester and knew she had to tell me when she looked up and there he came up the hall like he was bored to death! Ha! She just told me today she never has found out where her hides at her house to sleep.