Well, this morning I heard Geoff whistle for him when he went out hunting this morning. About 7am I heard a meow but was really afraid I heard it in a dream. Finally decided I needed to check on it because I wasn't falling back to sleep and there he was, just around the corner of the house. I suspect he got locked into someone's garage because he isn't banged up at all and hasn't left the kibble dish since he came in.

This is an old pic, but not a bad one of him.
Katy

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