mild state of panic
I can't find Viktor (my cat). Idiot roommate's idiot dad left the basement door (where Vik was hiding from the noise doing on upstairs) and the outside door propped open at the same time today. Vik better just be in the care of a neighbor who will bring to the Humane Society bright and early tomorrow, from whom I will get a call since he is micro chipped. I want my cat back!
