Spatch posts the bulletin that Abbie the cat is back where he belongs tonight - and eating up a storm, but otherwise none the worse for wear.
Apparently, Abbie never went very far even as Spatch, his roommates and a whole lot of other people fanned out across greater Davis Square looking for him - he was holed up in the "bahn" of the house next door:
Tracy was at home so once I got the message and told him, he dashed out to check. Abbie had, at that point, wandered past our house to the house on the other side and was busy in their side yard. Tracy got the cat's attention, whereupon Abbie walked right by him and up our driveway. Tracy then carefully followed the cat, knowing full well there was probably Scared Cat going on, but near the back of the driveway, Abbie turned around and let the big-but-not-so-scary-guy-who-looks-kinda-familiar approach.
Once inside, Abbie quickly ran up the stairs, over to the dining room where his food dish was supposed to be (it was still in the house trap at that point) and began to loudly complain. ...
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