Well in true cyclone style, he got out last night. When I went in to feed the cats this morning, there he was lying on the couch looking quite pleased with himself. I had to work a long shift yesterday so I wasn’t home much of the day. Sadly, Mike’s illness has progressed to the point that he can’t even walk out to the enclosure to check on things, so Cyclone probably felt pretty left out.

I put him back in and screwed a board over his escape hole. My concern is he hasn’t been to the vet, and his stomach on both sides is rock hard. No squish room there. My regular vet is on an early vacation and won’t be home till right before Christmas. The feline specialist is in PA right now.