Maya update

So we'd seen her the other night hissing at her One True Love. Then, I caught her yesterday sitting outside the back sliding glass door, hissing at her One True Love again. When I went to open the door she was off like a shot. Hub and I for the life of me cannot figure out why she's apparently hanging around to tell off her boyfriend. It's so sad- he just sits there and sadly takes it, and never hisses back; he's like kitty Hugh Grant or Alan Alda or something. Lisa says "He misses her so much he'd take her back even if she is raving like a crack ho. Poor guy."

Last night we left the upstairs window wide open and put some catfüd in a dish just inside the sill. This morning, no Maya, but obvious signs that she ate some of it, even to the point of coming inside to barf on the carpet (thanks a lot, hon). We'd both been hoping that we'd wake up when we heard her munching and close the window, but we both slept pretty hard apparently. Of course, I'm only assuming it's Maya, but I doubt it's another cat, and squirrels at night seems unlikely, especially coming into the house.

We'll keep trying. Seems if she hated it here she'd just leave, but she keeps hanging around. The window just can't get any opener. I can't get into her little walnut brain, but I'm planning to keep trying to catch her. If anyone out there has any insight into this strange behavior, I'm all ears.

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So my 12-packs of Red Fusion are slowly being eroded. Mom says she hasn't seen it in Bryan, either. I finally got the bright idea to call DrPepper. They swear they are selling it in town at Walgreen's. So I call the nearest Walgreen, and get a guy at the register. I ask, and he says "huh?"

"It's a soda." He puts me on hold. "Yeah, I think we have it."

"Red Fusion the DrPepper product?" and he puts me on hold again.

Then, "Yeah, we have all kinds- Red Fusion, Green Fusion..." I know damn well there's no such thing as Green Fusion, so I say "Are you sure? There's no such thing as Green Fusion."

"Well, I'm at the register so I can't check, you want me to put you through to someone else?"

"Yes, please."

"Okay, I'll put you through to photo."

WTF?? Woman with barely understandable accent (Vietnamese, I think) comes on; I ask.

"Yah, we got that, it comes in a box."

"A box? It's a DrPepper product, like a soda?"

"Oh, no, we don't got that." Aaargh!

Maya in da house!

I called Town Lake to borrow a live trap, and they referred me back to Maya's adopters, Siamese Rescue. The first lady from there gave me 2 more numbers. The second one got me to a woman who offered to loan me a live trap. Gordon called and I asked him if he could bring over some canned catfüd to bait the trap with, and when I went upstairs to put the phone back on the base, she was crawling in the window. I lunged for the window, and instead of backing out, she leapt forward and dove under a chair. So Maya is home! She crept around a bit, then jumped on the bed for belly rubs. A good sign- I was worried her experience might make her backslide socially.

Now, I've promised an offering to Bast so time to run.