Nightlife

Recently I had an adventure. When my people weren't looking, I darted out the door around 10 pm. At 3 am, my person woke up. She heard cats fighting under her window. She said "Milo would be interested in this. Where is he?" When she couldn't find me, she ran outside. She heard my distinctive voice. I was in the yard, telling an unwelcome cat to get lost. She scooped me up. I was very dirty and tired. I went to sleep right away, on her pillow. It took two days for me to recover. But I had a *great* time.  I can't wait to sneak out again...