WOOHOO! LENNY!

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MY STRIPEY WOOZUMS IS OKAY! HEHEHEEEEE! *has a party* He scratched my face a little when I carried him home from his alley-way of choice (yes, he is so bad-ass that he has his own favourite alley!). He was most surprised to see me. I was most surprised to see him. It was a teary reunion on my part which my neighbour Valerie saw and waved at me through her back window as I walked down the laneway, shouting happily, "LENNY YOU'RE OKAY!" like the mad bitch I am.

But I am SO UTTERLY RELIEVED. I thought he was dead! I thought I'd be scraping up his body, or hearing from someone that they had to have him put down because they found him kersplatted or something. Or even worse, nobody seeing or hearing hide nor hair of him and after doing the rounds of all the vets and the cat rescues, coming to the sad realisation that I wouldn't be getting my cat back.

This is like the prodigal son, only instead of the fatted calf, it's the fatted turkey lunch slices, shredded cheese bits and a little tin of tuna, crab and whitemeat. He is happy and is now licking himself. He looks like he deserves all this in his stead.

Now he's saying, "Hello! Hello? Hello!" LOL! I'm going to go let him know how wonderful he is!