captured

yesterday morning we recieved a call from the family living 1 floor below us. our cat was hiding among the plants outside their house, and was probably there since it disappeared.

so my maid went down to collect it and it let loose a few loud meows as if to announce I'M BACK, BITCHES when it returned. he lost a bit of weight but strangely wasn't hungry like i thought it would be. maybe he ate their plants.

this really proves my point about the cat being stupid, somehow managing to get 'lost' only one storey down. luckily we didn't promise any reward in the poster or else we'll be poorer now.

so his return has eliminated several possibilities that could have occured.

1. my maid said that she thinks our neighbour's father-in-law had taken the cat away in the basket of his bicycle, since he cycles here from his house sometimes. why the hell she thinks he would want to do that, i will never know.

2. the cat would die and come back to haunt our house. then we would have a ghost cat as a pet. how cool is that?

3. he would wander to some far-off place like changi or malaysia or wherever and we'll miraculously meet him years later and he'll still recognise us.