Fluffy

Our momma cat, Sophie, is in heat right now and always trying to escape. Yesterday after church, I realized I hadn't seen her for a while. I heard a faint meowing, and thought she must have gone outside, and now wanted to come in. I opened the door and called for her, but she didn't come.

I didn't think much more of it until bed time- 5 hours later. Still, no sign of her. She is kind of a glutton. I figured, it's freezing outside, but she wants to spend the night out there...OK.

Two hours after I climb into bed, I hear the faint meow again. I get up and go to the front door. Nope. Hmmm....I'll check the back door. Uh uh.....The garage. No....I can hear her when I was in the entry way, but as I walked downstairs, I couldn't hear her anymore.

I recruited Randy to help in the search. I checked closets and re-checked all the outside doors. Randy followed the faint mews....up the stairs, into the hallway. He paused.....he motioned for me....and he opened the door.....

I guess Hannah thought Sophie needed a little fluffing....

It brings new meaning to the phrase 'in heat', doesn't it?!