Lost Cats

We came home today to discover that Lulu and Marisa were missing. Our initial assumption was that they were missing somewhere in the house, until we asked Jenny about it, and she said that last time she saw them was outside last night when we were going to bed. She just figured they weren't ready to come in yet. We are, of course, telling her it's not her fault, but also wishing she had told us they were outside last night.

Both cats were microchipped when we got them from the Humane Society, so we called the Home Again service to report them lost. It seems pretty amazing to me. They immediately report them lost to all the vets within a 25 mile radius of us and provide their microchip numbers to the vets. So we think our odds of recovery are good.

We walked around the neighborhood before it got dark to see if we saw them and ask a couple neighbors. The girls and I went one way, and Lee went another. The girls and I beat him home, and then I had to listen to the two of them cry about how Daddy wasn't home, and he might get lost by the cats. I kept telling them that I wasn't worried because he knows where our house is. Reagan's response was to cry and say, "But we need a father!" I told her we didn't get rid of him, and sure enough, he did return, legs covered in blood from all the thorns he went through in the "wilderness" I didn't know was near our house. But no cats.

Before I finished this post this evening, Marisa returned! So I've reported her found, and I'm hoping Lulu will come soon also.