MRshouty, that's the thing, I didn't do anything to my cat. He slipped out the door (but he's done it before (oh god, I'm rhyming again) and he always came back) but this time he was gone. I freaked, checked all the shelters, put up flyers, checked out roadkill (just in case), then what, five, six months later my mom sees him in the woods right out back of our house. I called, he came, said hi, wouldn't let me within ten feet of him, and now I see him every now and again around the woods, but he never comes back. I was so upset because he was my baby, I had his mom when she was pregnant so I'd known him his whole life, he used to sleep in my bed, we'd go for walks outside, I'd sneak him food, he'd steal my seat when I'd get up, I'd rub his belly... (as you can see, I loved the little ####!) That's why I felt liked I'd been dumped... anyways, at least fish can't just be like, 'hey, thanks for the love and the food and all that nice crap, I'd rather live in the pond thank you very much.' Grr. That's it, next time I'm getting a dog....