Return Of The Cat

Just a little while ago, I heard a scratching at my front door. Thinking it was one of my other pains-in-the neck, I sighed, got up, again, and opened the door. Why don't they just use the cat door in the cellar? Well, in waltzed my missing cat. Five days gone and she comes in like she never left. Not even that hungry. Must have been the guest of one of the neighbors. Hope some little kid won't be crying for her kitty tonight. Cats. Thankful to see her again though. Gave her a hug and she acted like I was being too emotional. The rest of the her housemates will be disappointed. They had already moved up one rung on the ladder, it's back to the same old, same old, for them.