This Just In: Doodle Ran Out

Last evening I had the front door of the apartment open to catch a cross breeze. Doodle slipped out into the hallway at some point. Generally she doesn't go far other than up and down the stairs a bit because she has no access to the street from that exit. Unfortunately, as of this afternoon, she hasn't reappeared. Did she go out for a pack of smokes never intending to return? Is she running around Chinatown? In an airplane on her way to Puerto Rico? Dead in a ditch? We shall see. Keep your fingers crossed that John's big sister comes home soon. I'm sick about it.