It was very cold and rainy here this weekend. Perfect snuggle weather. I was so excited to spend some serious snuggle time with Mousey, and that is when things turned scary.
Mousey was missing. I searched high and low, meowing for him the whole time.
It was very upsetting. It took almost a full day of my meowing before my parents realized there was a serious problem that required a family intervention. Mom joined in the hunt by lifting anything on the floor and Dad was on look under furniture duty.
Mom finally uncovered him, tucked in a shoe, with a towel over top, on the closet floor. The world was right once again. Of course I played it very cool and acted like it was no big deal that he had been missing, but he knows how much he means to me.