The return of Heiva

Our lost cat Heiva, (AKA Harvey) came home this morning. Heiva is known to wander the neighborhood at night and come home in the morning but last Saturday she didn't come home. We worried for a few days, then I started walking the roads, checking for a body, calling her name. Brandy mentioned yesterday we should look at the pound so Amy and I did that, but no Heiva. Amy said she knows if a pet has died - she actually knew Notch had died last June before we told her. And she didn't think Heiva was dead.

This morning Riley found her on the back doorstep. She's a little thinner, has a few wounds on her nose and belly and her front claws are worn down. She must have been in someone's shed or garage and tried to get out. Maybe someone in our ward checked after I emailed the whole ward her picture and that she was missing. She's a lovey cat, happily sleeping curled up on our bed, not even minding that Lupita's tail is touching her. She normally hates Lupita. Maybe she's just content to be back home.