OK, I found her. She was downstairs in "her" private chamber, the TV room. When I looked there before, she must have been upstairs. When I looked upstairs, she must have been downstairs. But when I brought the food bowl down, then she made an appearance. Go figure.
this is the kind of cat your mother warned you about - or at least MY mother warned me about.
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Tee hee my mother warned me against ALL cats... although that didn't stop her from befriending the neighborhood cat, whose name was Skeezo (because he was crazy).
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