So, last night I was taking out the garbage... and left the back door open to do so... and our cat, Zoe, got out. Usually when she goes out the door, she comes right back. Actually she usually doesn't go any farther than 2 feet from the door. But last night she must have grown some cajones and took off and I couldn't find her anywhere in the dark. It was actually quite saddening, because I really love this cat. She has grown on me, even though she can be really raunchy to other people. So, I looked for her for awhile and then just decided to go to bed and hope that she came home. So, this morning I opened the back door, and what do you know??? Zoe was sitting there waiting for her chow. I guess the grass wasn't greener on the other side!
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