When I left the house today, I made sure both our cats were in the house. Imagine my surprise, then, when I came home and found our youngest (Sasha) on the back porch crying to come in.
All I could figure is that somehow she must have slipped back out into the yard unnoticed. This is not like Sasha, but I couldn't come up with any other imagination.
Since it was a beautiful evening, we we all went out to sit on the back deck and visit. My dad (who along with my mom and two of my sisters is visiting) saw the screen from one of our bedroom windows on the ground. And then we knew how the cat get out.
And yes, it is a second story window!