I honestly had given up hope. I couldn't imagine finding him. And I couldn't be happy to be so wrong!!! ;)
I had gotten a Facebook message from my neighbor 3 houses down saying they thought that Lemmy was in their garage. Then I spoke to my neighbor 2 houses down and he mentioned that they thought it was a racoon. Hearing that, I didn't bother to go down there to check.
I went ahead and got ready for a National Kidney Foundation event that I was going to...all dressed up in my pretty black cocktail dress. Then I got a knock at the door. And my neighbor 3 doors down was there, saying that I should come down and look, so I did. In my pretty dress.
I took one look under the stairs and got excited. Then I poked him with a hockey stick :) and heard his mournful cry and then I KNEW it was our Lemmy!!! It took a little coaxing, and some disassembly of the neighbor's steps, but my friend Emily and I were able to catch him. He didn't put up too much of a fight...I'm guessing he was probably pretty weak, hungry and thirsty.
Weirdly enough, his little adventure has left him sweeter than ever. He's VERY vocal now, and ridiculously snuggly. I swear that I can't sit down without having him jump in my lap immediately. He's never more than a few feet away :)
|He slept with me the ENTIRE first night :)|
|And never far away|
I just couldn't be happier. Seriously...what are the odds? I'm guessing they're small...maybe this is Karma's way of giving back :)