So I was woken up this morning at 9ish by my roommate texting me, I had left my phone on full volume. It seems that last night when a group of my friends were leaving, my roomie's cat slipped out. I checked the hallway and didn't see him. Then later when I feed my cat I thought it was weird that Calvin (rommie's cat) didn't come running, but I just figured she had gotten up and let him into her room, I also checked the hallway to be sure, and still saw no kitty. So I went to sleep at about 4:30am.

So the roommate texted me because someone on the hall had a 'Found Cat" posters, and Calvin was missing, and she had to work. So I called and knocked and got the cat back, the guy was really nice about it. But I am not looking forward to talking to my roomie when she gets back from work...it's all my fault, and I was really lucky he was ok. And it's worse because I thought I had done it, but didn't check carefully enough...