After 48 hours, I decided to come home. I can't tell you where I went cause it's a secret (I couldn't make it to see you Riley!) but I can tell you that I was dry, not wet and was certainly hungry!
I ate all my biscuits that were left for me in my bowl, ate all my soft food that was in my bowl that my SMS gave me, drank lots of water and ate some more biscuits cause my SMS thought I was looking a little hungry still.
I don't feel very energetic, so I slinked around the dining room for a little bit...
My SMS tried to give me cuddles and pats and hugs but I really couldn't be bothered with that at the moment...
and then hopped on the couch (where I'm not really supposed to be) and nestled.
I am fine. I never usually run off like this as I always know that my SMS will feed me and give me hugs and cuddles. If I didn't come home tonight I know that my SMS would have called up the RSPCA and put posters up of me around the streets. My SMS told me that she walked the streets calling my name last night and knocked on the neighbours doors to see if I was at their place. I wasn't.
I want to thank you for all your purrs and purrays because it was able to lead me back home. I couldn't have found my way otherwise. You kitties are the best!