My Kylie is the escapist here.  He snuck out when we let the out a few
years ago.  Luckily the neighbor kids knew he was ours and brought him home
from out in the snow.  He was only 6 months then.  He was out another time
after I brought in the groceries.  I was sitting on the couch and heard
someone scratching.  I thought it was the cat in the next room so I went to
see and there was no cat.  I heard it again and thought it must be a possum
or raccoon.  I turned on the porch light and opened the door.  There was
Kylie at the door begging to be let in.  He had been out for 30 minutes.
Now whenever I don't see one of the boys all day I panic and think he has
escaped.  They have some really good hiding places.  They are lucky God
made them cute because sometimes I just wanna.....
[Posted in FML issue 3374]