Funny - one holiday weekend (Memorial Day, I think) we ran up and down
the streets looking for one of the cats who we hadn't seen in hours. We were frantic, but finally decided to go to a planned outing and hope for the best when we returned. All I could think about was the poor, missing cat who was SOMEwhere, lost, stuck, (hurt?), etc.
It wasn't until we were home and in the backyard that evening that we heard a pitiful little "meeeooooowww" coming from the upstairs window.
Our little "boy" had quietly meandered upstairs (door not even closed!) in the morning and was sleeping contently all day. Not even stuck up there, just wanted to say hello when he heard us outside ;o) Happy ending to a worrisome day.