#caturday Fireball's evening routine. Run around the backyard chasing birds. He doesn't come in, as the sun gets lower and I begin to worry about coyotes. (Fortunately haven't heard any recently) Open back door and call him. Ditto front door. Back. Front. Walk down street calling. Back. Look in bushes calling him. Open front door. He comes strutting in calmly. "Where is my food, human servant?"