Come Back to Us, little Pushkin; We Miss You So

Poor little Pushy. We came back from New York to discover her absence. She has been fascinated with the outside world. She is a frustrated bird watcher. Perhaps the urge to hunt became too much. She answered the call of the wild.

The only way for her to escape was so Pushkin like. She must have jumped off the upstairs deck to the downstairs deck. Quite a leap, I hope she is not injured.

We are leaving food on the deck, we are leaving food on the porch, we are leaving our deck door open.

I hope she walks in and tells us about her wonderful adventures.