Puufy is grounded

Wednesday night (well, technically nearly 2am Thursday morning) Cooper HAD to go outside. See, our cats have spent a lifetime living in the country and their preferred potty-place is outside. Especially Cooper. So, I let Coop out and Puufy and Abbie went along.

Was a nice nite and none of them wanted to come in. Imagine, if you will, me trying to catch a cat and get them in the door while keeping the previously captured feline from escaping while holding a squirmy reluctant cat and not doing a very good job of juggling the two. A determined cat is a slippery creature. Anyway, Abbie decided she did want to come in but the boys, Cooper and Puufy did NOT. At all. It was feline party night time. Nanner nanner, Tam! We wanna PLAY!

So I told them they were pains in the butts and went to bed. 

Morning came and Cooper came right to the door wanting in to get fed. No sign of Puufy. The Kid and I called and called and called and searched all over everywhere ALL DAY and no Puufy.  We talked to neighbors. We put up signs. We checked the pound. No Puufy. I called to put a lost cat ad in the paper. No Puufy. I've been frantic, I've cried, I've tried everything I could think of to find him.

At about 11:10 tonight, I hear a familiar mrowow at the screen door. Guess who decided to mosey on home?

Puufy.

Who is now grounded from going outside. Rotten stinking fluff ball cat. ;)