I arrived home a little while later and saw TJ, Sam, and my mom searching through the woods in her back yard. I joined the search. Then I drove over to 24th Avenue and walked along the front yards there, shaking a bag of Pounce treats and calling Katie's name. She's a strange cat and often comes when called. But this was like looking for a needle in a haystack. A small, gray, scared cat in a fairly rural area? I had no idea how we would ever find her.
Eventually I headed back home to check in and put on more appropriate footwear. TJ was inside by this time, but I thought he was unusually quiet. Katie is HIS cat and the biggest reason I didn't want to stop looking for her was because of TJ. Copper was worried too. She definitely knew something was wrong. She wanted to come out with me, so I put her on her leash and told her to find Katie. We went out and Copper just wanted to stay in the backyard. I was trying to remind her of our important mission when TJ came out the slider door to see if we'd had any luck. He gasped. Katie was hiding, right by the slider, waiting for someone to pick her up and get her inside. She hadn't been there long, as my mom had searched that area when Katie first got out.
Katie is happy to be home and doesn't seem injured by her tumble. TJ was relieved beyond words. He had to take some ibuprofen. He had given himself quite a headache, worrying about his cat.
He said she isn't allowed to sit in the open windows any more.
