We were able to settle out of court, when today a lady came by and picked up the little dog.
I got home last night and there, on the light pole by our mailbox, was a poster advertising a lost dog who fit the description of our guest. This morning the lady returned my phone call (she'd left her cell at work) and we handed over the little mopster an hour ago.
Kitty Cat is breathing easier. Now, if she could just find a hit man for the birds...
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