Princess, our 16-year-old Siamese, had started losing weight, so we have
an appointment for her with TED (thinking it is most likely a dental
problem). Which meant that tonight we were going to make sure she stayed
in so we could get her there. (While all our cats are indoor/outdoor,
she is old and mostly stays inside, just occasionally going out on the
deck to lie in the sun when it's warm weather.)

When we started talking, we realized we hadn't either of us seen her
since last night sometime after I went to bed.

Which is odd. She almost always is asleep on the laptop in John's
office, or on the arm of the couch in my office all day long.

We don't know if she is pulling a BCT because she figured out we are
going to take her to TED; if is really ill and has gone off because she
just figured to die (no! please no...); is stuck somewhere that we don't
know about (though we checked all the usual suspects for that); or is
getting senile; or what!

So we could use "get your furry butt HOME, Princess!" purrs, please.
Thank you.

Deborah
slave to the gang of eight