I remember a saying
"If you have to swallow frogs, do it quick"
It is with a horrendously heavy heart that I must tell you our dear Elliott is gone.
At this time I must suffice this entry to say that last evening I went to bed and bid The Gurl to lock up when she went to bed.
She did not.
Sometime between her going to bed and this morning, Elliot seeing his chance,
pawed and pawed at the screen door (that was not denied him by the sliding glass door that was to have been closed) until it opened.*
This morning when he was not begging for breakfast at my bedroom door I grew concerned. I looked throughout the house and discovered the slider open. All the other cats had remained inside curiously enough.
We searched all over this morning in the time we had, but as weekday mornings go it was hectic so we eventually had to give up and get ready for work/school.
The Gurl returned from her first class a few hours later and resumed the search but further afield. She came across his collar and what remained of his gorgeous tail across the street.
I was still at work when she called me sobbing. She told me what happened and that she buried his tail in backyard under one of the trees. He was her very favorite and I greive for her and Oliver who is alone now.
R.I.P. Sweet Boy Elliott
You will be greatly missed.
*I would like to add here that he has done this since he was a kitten, long before he was ever permited short excursions outside with us in the backyard on sunny days*