Little Oliver got himself lost Saturday night. He didn't come to bed and he is a major cuddler. I quietly let everyone know in the morning that he was likely locked in somewhere. No one took it too seriously but by dark on Sunday I was really starting to worry. We checked everywhere three times. I had Eric in places we haven't been. Little stinker was no where to be found. Luk and Jia opened every drawer and closet over and over again. Yesterday after three nights away and pelting rain through all of it, I finally started online looking. Placed ads with flec and roam, called our three vets and two shelters and posted on our neighborhood watch Facebook page. We got a call from a neighbor, they had him. They're on the other side of the field. They have three cats, a cat door and three daughters. He made himself at home. They kept putting him out and he kept going back in. He is tenacious. Their kids were in love with him. He was quite happy there with them. Eric picked him up yesterday and he's home on lock down. His neuter appointment is for next Wednesday.
