Bella

So while I'm on hold, I suppose I'll try and do something constructive. I lost my Bella for a couple of days. She ran away on Sunday, but I found her yesterday. For those of you who don't know, she is my first child, a gray and black tabby cat, who I rescued from the humane society in Monroe, LA in January 2000. She is almost 10 years old. She is a skiddish, witchy thing, but I still love her. So, I let her out back Sunday night (not uncommon) about 9 or 10 PM and when I went to let her in Monday morning, she was not at the door. She has never run off before, but she has gotten out of the gate twice, but each time she couldn't figure out how to get back in, so she was waiting for me around front. Apparently she walks the top of the fence too, but I've never seen it (that's what my neighbor said). So, I panicked and looked everywhere for her...all over the yard, house, shed, garage, street, etc, and I drove up the road to look. No Bella. I went on in to work but I was very very stressed out. She's lived a very sheltered life and doesn't know much other than my couch and bed. I went home twice during the day to look, but still no Bella. I passed out flyers that afternoon when I got home and one of my neighbors said she thought she saw her earlier that day so I told her to call me if she saw her again. Lo and behold, yesterday afternoon I was at home b/c I had someone there to look at my pool, and Peggy, my neighbor called and said Bella was in her garage. I ran out with the kennel and some food and coaxed Bella out of there. Evidently she found something fun to do b/c she keeps wanting to go back out! Needless to say, after this incident, her outside privileges are hereby permanently revoked!