so...

so, the cat escaped today. She got out ( i heard her out there in the big outside) and promptly got into a fight with the outside cats who live there and drive her crazy through the windows. I went looking for her a little while later and spotted her at the corner of the house, and of course she disappeared and I couldn't find her for several more hours. My grandmother decided that she needed to be guilty of having let her out (even though if a cat wants out can you really stop them? - especially if they're evil?) To give Gramms credit she did leave the door open for awhile and the cat came in.

I spotted her comfortably curled up on my son's bed and when I tried to pet her she hissed at me. Twice.