sometimes, nothing goes your way
I've had a number of things go wrong this week, but they are all minor inconveniences in comparison with the fact that my foster ran off last night. :( I take the fact that she tried to bolt the second she was out the door, then struggled like a wild thing when she figured out the harness was preventing her from doing it as a very bad sign. *a* cat visited the treats and catnip I put out for the night, but I have no idea whether it was *my* cat. The worst of it is she's pregnant, and I do NOT want those kittens born in the wild.