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Our front door doesn't always latch properly. Today was one of the days it didn't - I stuck my head out to check to see whether we'd gotten any packages (we didn't), and shut the door...but it was breezy out today, and, apparently, the latch...didn't. The wind blew the door open and, it seems, Rex wandered out.
I didn't realize until Joe got home that the door was open, by which time it had probably been that way for an hour or two.
It's too dark to look for him effectively, and our neighborhood has no streetlights. I keep going out and calling him...but he's a cat, and cats don't come when they're called.
I hope he comes back on his own like he did last time and is on the porch in the morning if not sooner.
ETA: I just went out and called him, and FINALLY got a plaintive "MEOW!" from the bushes. So I opened the door and in he came, and is now eating his dinner.
I didn't realize until Joe got home that the door was open, by which time it had probably been that way for an hour or two.
It's too dark to look for him effectively, and our neighborhood has no streetlights. I keep going out and calling him...but he's a cat, and cats don't come when they're called.
I hope he comes back on his own like he did last time and is on the porch in the morning if not sooner.
ETA: I just went out and called him, and FINALLY got a plaintive "MEOW!" from the bushes. So I opened the door and in he came, and is now eating his dinner.