While in Memphis, we got drenched and had to spontaneously slipped into the Peabody Hotel. We arrived just in time for a front row seat to the famous marching of the ducks. You can learn the legend of the ducks here.
He's back! He's back! He's back! Our kitty is back! A man I talked to today saw him, scooped him up and called us tonight. Kitty cat has been home about two hours now and he's exhausted. We are hella relieved. He doesn't know it yet, but he's getting microchipped very, VERY soon.
I'm not sure if you can tell or not, but he is skinny and weak. It makes me so sad to see how thin he is.