Don't worry, I found her again.
When I moved into my condo we had a hell of a time trying to get the cat to go into the carrying case we bought for her so that we could move her here. Once in there she was scared to death. She didn't like the whole moving thing one bit. So once we arrived here and let her out, she wedged herself into the closet behind a bunch of boxes and didn't come out.
Last night I had a bunch of the girls over. My cousins, and sister-in-law and myself. And at some point in the evening I realized that my cat was nowhere to be found. There had been people in and out all evening, plus, my brother left the door open while he was here, and somehow the cat got out.
She's an indoor cat. We don't let her outside, so I had no idea how she'd react to being free. Thankfully she is fixed and she has all of her claws. So at least if she'd been out on the prowl she'd have been able to defend herself and she wouldn't have returned to me pregnant.
Wendy and I went out to look. We pretty much stuck to the condo complex, mostly because I couldn't imagine her straying too far...or how I'd find her if she did. We wandered all over the place, and didn't find her at all. So we came back in and looked around inside again and didn't find her. At that point I got sad, and I sat down on the floor and tried not to cry. I wasn't overly successful.
My brother came to pick up his wife, and he said he didn't see her escape while he was here before. After they left, I decided I'd go outside and look again. My thoughts were that if she was out there she'd be scared because she's never been outside. And so she'd be hiding somewhere, either under a car or in a garden. So I started methodically combing through every garden nearby.
Good call it would seem. I found her hidden amongst the tomatoes in the garden next door. She was caught in the stake thing that tomatoes are grown on, so I had to call for help to get her out. But, calling for someone to help me scared her. So when we got her free of the tomato stake thingy, she ran away.
At least at this point I could see her and follow her. She ended up hiding in someone elses garden. So, I sat on the ground and talked to her, trying to calm her down so she wouldn't scratch me when I tried to pick her up. Eventually she let me pet her, and shortly after that I was able to pick her up and bring her home. At which point she promptly hid under the couch.
Posted by Michelle at September 26, 2004 09:56 AM