Where is Shadow?

We left for Nonnie's house this weekend around 4:00 p.m. on Friday. We met Annabelle's Daddy at Nonnie's house, so Annabelle and I were the last ones to leave the house on Friday.

We decided to spend the night with Nonnie again last night because it was already 8:30 p.m. by the time we got back to Nonnie's house (after dinner) to gather our belongings (including both cars) and head home.

So, we arrived back home to our house around 12:00 p.m. on Sunday afternoon.

Much to our surprise, there was clawing and meowing coming from our bedroom closet door! Uh-oh! Guess where we found our black cat, Shadow? You guessed it! She had been locked in the bedroom closet since Friday!

And, would you believe that she did NOT poop or pee all over everything? She pulled down an old table cloth from the very tip top shelf in the closet, and she used that as her litter box. Some pee missed the table cloth and landed on the hardwood floors and some clothes hangers, but it was very easy clean up.

I felt so bad for her being locked in the closet all weekend, but she's not supposed to be in there anyway! Maybe she'll think twice before raiding my closet again.

Apparently, Jezebel (our other cat) tried to save her because two of hubby's white dress shirts had been pulled outside of the closet door. Oddly enough though, they have been growling, hissing and fighting all day long! I suspect this will probably last a few days.