So I come home last night to find out that Mr. Bickles has paid a visit to my house when my daughter was outside playing. When it was time for Katherine to go inside for a nap she kept crying "my kitty, my kitty". Then the first thing she said when she woke up was "where my kitty?" I'm surprised we haven't adopted Mr. Bickles yet. It did rain last night...maybe he went home.