Damn cat somehow snuck out again. We're trying to find a hole in something somewhere that she might be using to get out because we were overly cautious today to make sure she wasn't able to sneak out the garage door.
She's no longer in the house. Hasn't been for hours.
I'm hoping she shows up again in the morning. I'm not sure what to do as this rollercoaster ride of emotion is wearing thin.
Crate her until I want to pet her, I dunno...
-- UPDATE --
Was just about to go to bed (after spending half an hour searching the yard, garage, etc) when the Mrs. went to put something in a closet. Guess who was in there, stuck?
The thing is, Sloane doesn't meow. She's very, very, very quiet and when she meows you can barely hear it.
Can't decide if I want to skin her alive or pet her until her fur falls off.