st. anthony......

ok, so i am not a catholic, but i will admit to lifting up prayers to the patron saint of lost things today......our cat phillida (esrkine-brown) failed to awake us this morning with her hunger pangs......failed to leap in the front door when we let out the dog.....failed to show up at all before we left for work...both ernst and cayle canvassed the yard and the surrounds in case her limp body was clinging to life just outside our view...........and so i fretted all day that something but....there she sat, regally indifferent on the back table......and somewhat startled when i scooped her up with a hearty amen, and thanks to st. anthony........only the good lord knows where she spent the evening/the day.....or how she happened to get into the house...........