Gil is gone

He was in the house around 6:30 - Roomie saw him. And by the time I came home at 8:30 or so, he was gone. Somehow he got out.

He has a collar with his name and my phone number.

I just spent the last hour driving the neighborhood looking for him. Nothing.

I only had him three months.....


UPDATE: Roomie had just texted a prayer to her sister when she heard a mew at the front door, and guess who sauntered in?

I don't know whether to hug him or turn him into a rug!