home alone

i've been gone for the past two days so i decided to stop home for lunch to check on george. normally, whenever i enter the front door, george comes running up, BEGGING to be petted. i walked in and nothing. he was nowhere to be seen. i called for him but there was no furry little creature trotting up to the door expecting to be THOROUGHLY petted. not wanting to jump the alarm-gun too quickly, i hunted around for him while calling "treats!" still no response.

and then i heard it. the teeniest, tinniest, little raspy meow.

george was stuck OUTSIDE! i had let him out in the screened-in porch so he could feel the cool breezes on his fur and apparently NEVER LET HIM BACK IN! TWO WHOLE DAYS ago! he had NO water, NO food, and NO TOILET. i felt completely awful.

he came in and ran straight for his bowl. once he'd had his fill, he didn't move to his water bowl. he didn't go to the bathroom sink. he went STRAIGHT for the SHOWER!

i, of course, obliged him.