When I came to bed at 11:00 I noticed that Molson was not with us. This is unusual as he always sleeps with us. We began a search of the apartment which turned up no trace. We walked the stairs in our building and checked the courtyard. No joy.
Tried to sleep for awhile, to no avail. Searched again. Still no joy. After returning from a 6:15 am search I thought about the window. Sure enough, opened the window, and there is a ledge that leads to the terrace off of Samuels room. There was Molson, curled up in the corner.
He very noisily returned to our bed for the remainder(?) of the sleep period.
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