Jake Gone Missing

It should have occurred to me at 6:30 when the cats paraded in to wake me and I got up to feed them, only to discover there was food in the dishes, that they were not waking me to tell me they were hungry, but that Jake had topped his best escape artist performance to date. It should have, I noticed in my haze of exhaustion that the living room was a tad colder than it should have been, but I chalked it up to my nekkid-ness and crawled back into bed.

Two hours later, when I realized I hadn't seen Jake in a while--and that is quite unlike him, and I was now dressed, did I notice that the balcony door was open nuch wider than I had left it and there was an awful lot of fur stuck to it. Jake was gone.

Actually, Jake is still gone at this point. I imagine, if he knows where it is he lives since the move, he will come back around the time it is getting dark. I've spent hours walking around calling him throughout the day. At one point it was pouring rain and blowing wind so hard, it was all I could do to get home, I knew he wasn't coming out of hiding. Took a long time to get warm, and I'm still a little chilled.

Meanwhile, Calvin is bringing in a nice collection of leaves he's been catching all day on the balcony. He looks for Jake and then brings in a leave and goes back out. I'm still not sure why, but they are his catches, I suppose.

As for me, I'm headed out for the evening later, and hope Jake shows before I leave. I'm hoping once I get in the shower I will finally get warm. It's a nice idea.