Isis...

Isis and Dr. Bunny

Isis went missing last night.  Patrick had reported he let her out at noon, she hurtled after some black birds, and he hadn't seen her since.  For 30 or so minutes we called her name and I walked around the block in the rain looking for the tiny package of serial killing fun.  Dampened, I gave up and shuffled back to the house.  Whatever....

A while later I remembered when I returned home from work the linen closet door was ajar and not wanting Nick to get in and unpack things I shut it.  Yep..Isis was sleeping with the towels...

I feel like such and idiot...trudging around in the rain looking for absent cat that was curled up all the time sound a sleep, warm, and cozy in a pile of clean linens...