Given the speed with which she guessed and how often she has found me, I think Katie get’s Mao’s Smarty Pants award (a nickname to be worn with pride through the Blogosphere). Mere moments after I was lost, I was found. Katie said, “Are you at the St. Mark’s Clock Tower in Venice, Italy?”
Why yes, yes I was. Little Isis came by and said, “We hope you get some fishy flakes, Chey! Like Pisces fishy flakes! Don’t be late for your treat, by looking at this clock! My human thinks this is the Zodiac Clock in Venice. Maybe we can all go for a gondola ride and ask tourists “Hey, what’s your sign?”
Both cats were right! Wow. Venice must be a popular hangout! Fortunately I was found so quickly, as Prancer Pie said he missed the boat. Or perhaps he missed the gondola?
And once again, thanks to my friends Eric and Flynn for sending me to some creative places. I can only hope that this starts giving other cats a chance who might not always know where I am! And purrs to Little Miss Isis as well as that handsome boy Eric (although with breakfast in bed, maybe we should all take a page from his book?)