So being the raving insomniac i tend to be i was afraid to go to sleep last night because of the fear of draming of all the horrible things that could have befell my beloved feline fatale.

wee early this morning Jynx our youngest cat, began making a terrible racket against our door, being awake aready i went to see what the fruckus was about. Opened the door and there, like nothing was wrong, sat Tess, looking up at me expectantly with a "Mrow?" I dont think she quite expected me to hug her so damn tightly but good news is shes fine, no visible injuries, or so much as a bent wisker to denote her 30 hours of tribulations. Aside from several dried leaves plastered to her fluffy tail. I've yet to comb them out though i don't want to irritate her. I have to go to work at my father's place today so on my way home im picking her up a tiny 1/4 pint of vanilla ice cream. Im so happy she's back, i was worried to death she was going to end up like Wolfie and trust me.... i STILL have nightmares of that.

So I am once again a very happy kitty.

This is Kat signing off, streams will resume this evening