Oh, I also spent about half the day in a low-grade panic, since Peg ran into our next-door neighbor at the laundromat, who apologized for her dog chasing "our" kitten Arthur down the block this morning.

This kicked off a whole relapse of Umbra Panic, since that's pretty much how Umbra got lost: he wound up down the street and just never found his way back. Granted, instead he found his way to Semiferal Paradise, with a loving home and daily pate, but I swore no more lost kittens. :(

Gods, I wish I could just take all these little dudes in and care for them properly but we just don't have the space, furniture, or resources.

Anyhow, Arthur showed up at dinner just now, right as rain if a little hungry. He even bravely consented to let Big Scary Food Tigress scritch him behind the ears. So all is well in Shadow's Empire.