Elroy has made it home

Elroy has made it home

I got a call about 3 hours ago.

"L guess what I've got?"

MEOW

"Elroy? Is that Elroy?"

"Yes, you want met to meet you half way to come pick him up?"

"Let me call H and see if he'll take me out there."

15 minutes of dealing with his horrible cell phone and I got him.

"H I need you to come home, M found Elroy and she needs us to come get him."

"I'll be home in a bit."

An hour later we meet up with M and there's our boy. Our boy has gotten FAT. She told me he left them a trophy last week. The neighbor, who is the neighborhood cat lover, caught him. She's getting a thank you card tomorrow and a possible thank you present. It has been a little over a month. I was figuring I'd never see him again. I asked H on the way home if he thought Stinky would be happy to see Elroy and he said no. Boy when Elroy jumped of the tailgate Stinky tried to break free and lick him to death. I figured we wouldn't see him much over the next couple of days. Nope, he's already sprawled out on the deck, at some food, took a bath after dinner, jumped up on the railing for good pets. I'm so happy.

Grace - I sent you a little something today. It's nothing much I had already planned on sending before our conversation last night.

I mean, there are two Darren Stevens, right? Dick York and Dick Sargeant. Yeah, right, as if we wouldn't notice. Oh hold on: Dick York, Dick Sergeant, Sergeant York... Wow, that's weird.