Missing Q

Friday I got home and Sam told me he couldn’t find the kitty. We had left it outside to play, I didn’t want to lock it up during the day. I went with Jaydee walking and calling but she hadn’t been home and kept telling me to not say that (Here Kitty, kitty). So we ate dinner at the neighbors, Sam went to a camp fire dinner. Then on the way home Jaydee told me she wanted her kitty. I told her it was gone but she was convinced it was in the laundry room so we got home and went looking for it with flashlights and asked a few neighbors. I was sure it was gone. All day Saturday, she kept saying “I’m not happy, my kitty gone. I’m sad, I miss my kitty.” I was ready to go buy one. Then Saturday night Johan told us his friend had seen it Friday and then saw some kids across the street playing so we decided to go one more time and ask. I was so tired I really didn’t want to go. We asked and they had it. Jaydee yelled “MY KITTY!” and grabbed it. She kept saying “I’m so happy!” It has been quite a weekend.