It seems Dirty Rotten Kitty decided to go on a spree. We last saw him at Crown Tourney in May. He was sitting on the table in the back of the room after copping a feel off Zsof and he disappeared at some point between then and the time we got home and noticed he was gone.
It was very sad- Kenna moped for days and every now and then broke out in a wail of "I miss Kitty". He almost cancelled his Chicago trip because he didn't want to go alone.
I figured since I'd first discovered Kitty rooting around the day old meat section at Krogers, he may have gone back to his old haunts. After dropping Kenna at the airport, Caitlin and I hit every Kroger between Columbus and home. In the 8th Kroger (of course the one that was actually closest to our house) we caught up with him, wandering the aisles with a MacGyver DVD in hand, looking for common household chemicals that can be made into explosives. He looked suspiciously clean and plump, but I didn't ask questions. I grabbed him up, stuffed him in a box with a bottle of Crown Royal and a cigar to take to Kenna and shipped his hiny off to Chicago.
Kenna was very glad to get his little buddy back. I know the news said it was tornadoes in the suburbs the next day, but I have my own theories.
Kenna did ask why I put an empty bottle and cigar stub in the box, though.
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