Life of a former foster kitten
June 2nd 2013 3:55 pm
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I put Daddy into a panic just now. It's been a few hours since I made an appearance so he went looking for me. He thought I might have been trapped in the garage, but nope, he couldn't find me anywhere in the house. He even went outside and circled the house (drawing attention to the neighbors in the process) to find me. He was getting worried. Then he remembered one of my nap spots, in a closet on top of some boxes. Sure enough I was there in the back, all you could see were my pretty eyes in the darkness. He called and called for me but I didn't come, I was busy. Sorry Daddy for worrying you.