Guess who is back!

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The same distant meows.  Some disturbance at the front door this time.  I went to the front door, turned on the light, opened it, and... nothing.  I suspected a tom, trying to get Sam to come out and play?  And the meowing?  The same, or just very distant goat or lamb, maybe calf, calls... confused from distance.  Oh well.

Still, as I do, I was thorough.  I went to the back door, turned on that light, opened it.  Without hope, but strongly, confidently, I called her name.  Something came at me, quickly.  Spooked me, I really wasn't sure what was approaching.  It looked like her, or a raccoon.  Meow!  It was definitely her!

She meowed for her first half hour, searching here, there.  Sam... avoided.  I know Sam missed her.  But, too, came to the notion that she was gone.  Much like seeing a ghost, even of a loved one.  Adjustments had to be made.  I fed her right away, after she toured the place.  Inspection, you know.  She still meows off and on, trying to be sure she really is home?

She seems to be in very good health.  She hasn't starved, if she may have lost just a bit.  She isn't ragged at all.  Well, she is back.  More, I am sure it was her meowing before.  She just ran away, not sure this was the right place.  Very good.  It will take some realignment, which is fine by me, not so much by Sam.  :p