Kitty lost & found

Monday evening, we couldn't find Kitty (Connor's lovey) at bedtime, and we realized we hadn't seen Kitty in a while -- we didn't think Kitty had gone to school that morning, and the last time we were sure we'd seen Kitty was Saturday afternoon when we took a walk to the gazebo in the park. Tuesday, while Connor is at school, we look all over the house and can't find Kitty. That afternoon I walk to the gazebo (it had been raining all day) and can't find Kitty. We ask Connor if he's seen Kitty, and he says Calico can hear Kitty crying. Sarah is starting to get upset, and spends Wednesday walking along our path to the park, going to every place we went to over the weekend (Borders, the library, the farmer's market), called Parks & Recreation, and sent a message to the neighborhood e-mail forum. I tell Connor that Kitty has gone to visit Calico for a while. By this afternoon, we're pretty sure we're not going to see Kitty again, but it hasn't really hit Connor yet. And then... we set Connor up watch some Planet Earth, and we leave the room for a couple of minutes, and when Sarah checks in on him, Kitty is sitting in his lap. We ask, "Where did you find Kitty?" "Calico brought him back." "Was he under the couch?" "Yeah, Calico brought him back." Wait a minute, we looked under the couch. "Was he in that box?" "Yeah." Oh, okay, we're not getting a straight answer on this one. We're just happy Kitty's back.