Remember, a couple months ago, I mentioned that we had a kitty escape on Halloween evening? Well, despite numerous "sightings" from neighbors, he just didn't come back. By the end of November, we were pretty well resigned that he had either been eaten by coyotes, or was gracing the end of someone else's bed.

Well, look who rolled in two nights ago?


Not only is he back, 2.5 months later, but he's plumped up a little. He's definitely not underfed! It's taken him some time to reacclimate to life indoors here, especially given the two kittens who appeared in his absence. So, yes, that means we are back up to four frickin' cats!! Even though that's about two cats too many for me, I'm glad Rudy toughed it out and came home.