Oh happy day!
My weekend was awful. It started with my sweet munchkin going missing. I searched everywhere for her Saturday, and cried most of Sunday. I'm very attached to the little beast. That thing about pets being great for depression and people with chronic illnesses, it's totally true.
Cried some more this morning, then at 1:30, Mama called me at work and announced that Zoe was home!! In 10 seconds flat I felt 200% better and had to explain the tourists why I was crying and saying "Thank God!" over and over. I'd finally made my peace and decided that next week, I would go find another cat.
Well, I hope that other cat finds another home, because I won't be going out looking for another one. She's currently curled up in my lap alternating between taking a bath and snoozing.