A few minutes ago, Todd and I were sitting here at the dining room table, getting ready to go to bed. I had just given both dogs a hug and said to them, "You guys can't run away, you're all we have left."
Then . . . very faintly . . . "mrow."
I looked up at Todd. "MEOW!"
We sat for a second, stunned, then ran down to the basement door, opened it, and in sauntered Tom, only slightly cold and hungry, with no visible injuries.
Where he's been for the past three days, what adventures he's had . . . the world may never know.
I sure am glad he's home, though!
1 comment:
That's great! I am so happy to hear that he is home safely! If only he could talk and tell us about his adventures!
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