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I just realized I never updated - after three days running around who knows where, Max returned yesterday at 5 am. I am, of course, beyond relieved. His disappearance was really out of character and scared the shit out of me. Max has been allowed out of the house for short periods of time, but he doesn't usually venture very far away, and mostly likes lying on the cement in the sunshine. He generally comes back after an hour or two, and even if he's feeling naughty and takes longer, I usually see him - like, he'll appear on the fence, and if I try to grab him, he'll run off. Repeat ad nauseum until he gets bored and comes inside to cuddle.

So three days in which I didn't see him at ALL? I was completely freaked. I was sure he was injured and hiding in a neighbor's shed or something. Most of my neighbors let me search their backyards, and I crawled under porches and shined a flashlight under their houses and stuff, but I couldn't find any sign of him. I posted messages on craigslist and called the animal shelter and put up posters. It was bad and scary and stressful.

But then he just wandered in yesterday in the wee hours. OMG so relieved. I am very curious as to where he was, but he's not saying anything. But he's really thirsty and seems to have lost a bit of weight on his adventure. He's also been super affectionate and cuddly. I am happy to indulge.

my max is missing.

{Take the 100 Things challenge!}

I had been thinking about doing this for awhile, but I couldn't really come up with anything that interesting. But in the end I decided that the reason I want to do it is because I want to make myself write and communicate with other people more. So this is really a self goal, and if you don't think my topic is interesting, that's okay.

I'm going to be writing about 100 places - places that have meaning to me. Some of them will be places I've been, some of them will be places I'd like to visit, and some of them will be miscellaneous. Some of the posts will be flocked, but most will be public.

Studying some Russian, and scribbling notes, I remember the day I learned that in Cyrillic, the way to write T in lower case is m.

I know this is loltastic, but that was seriously one of the worst moments I ever had in studying Bulgarian. I was like "this shit is fucking crazy, there is no way I can learn this language. I quit."

Sometimes it's funny what pushes you over the edge. (Well, nearly, as of course I didn't actually give up. It was super tempting, though.)

We're mostly keeping him inside these days. He's been surprisingly good about it. I have to put a little more effort into keeping him entertained since I can't let him out when he gets antsy. It's good cause, duh, he's my kitteh, and also because it's hilarious.

Since I am staying with my parents, my formerly inside-only cat is now inside-outside because when he gets all batshit, my dad can't handle him and puts him outside.

Last year, he decided that exploring what's on the other side of the street is a good idea, and got hit by a car. Twice. In one week. Fortunately, he survived. No bones were even broken, but he was pretty beat up and has happily stayed in the backyard since.

Until about two weeks ago, when he again decided to check out what's on the other side of the street. Since then, I have seen him cross the street SEVERAL times. I think he does it pretty much every time he goes out now.

The street is very busy.

The cat is definitely going to get hit again if he keeps doing this.

I don't know what to do. I want him to stay inside all the time, but he doesn't want to, and my dad hates it when the cat starts bouncing all over the house and yowling.

I wish I had one of those fat lazy cats who never did anything ever, instead of my rambunctious little devil cat. :/