So, Giselle came back. Right when we started to be proactive about finding her, she just trots right back up to the porch.
Eric and Hal were standing on the driveway, talking, when they heard a mewing across the street. Giselle just kinda came back home. We have no idea where she was. Stacy and I promptly drove to the pet store and got her a tag.
Sooooo that's over. How strange... Why would a cat just go on a 3-day vacation?
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