In the wee hours of the morning (3:30), I was startled by a horribly sad, desperate sounding meow/whine coming from either A) under my bed. B) outside my window. or C) just in my imagination. I was really hoping it was B, because if it were A or C, there were going to be some serious issues that I don't want to be dealing with at 3:30am.
My cat has... how shall I put this... butt problems. He's on a strict wet food diet with added fiber. Yes, I sprinkle powdered fiber over his food at every meal. I love this cat with every fiber (pun INtended) of my being. He's honestly the most handsome, well behaved, laid back, loving cat in the universe.
Look at Xander, just chillin in the window srsly not giving a shit. xoxo
He's had a rough-ish past. Xander came from an animal shelter in Lancaster when he was a kitten (he's Amish). He lived with some dog(s?) who liked to eat his food leaving pretty much nothing for Xander. He lived with some cats and dogs and a Vet who cared for pets long term. Then he came back to his family! He's a happy cat again! xo
Anyway....
When I woke up abruptly, all I could think of was 'ZOMG Xander is having a butt issue again, and he's hiding under my bed'. I checked his usual sleeping spot, and there he was sleeping soundly. I was relieved it wasn't him. I kept hearing the cries and got really scared, what if there was a cat outside that was hurt? I woke up my mother, and she hadn't heard a thing. My brother comes out of his room asking if Xander was alright. He had heard it too.
We looked out the window, and our neighbors cat was locked out, crying and trying to get back in. I know she is an inside cat but I didn't know what to do. I just put a can of food by the front door of her house, and rang the bell... at a quarter to 4 in the morning.....
Finally, neighbor came to door, cat went inside, and I went back to bed. I went back to bed knowing that I saved a cat <3 (Maybe not 'saved' but who knows? We live on a busy street.)