Yeah me neither. I just spotted a Sneasel running down the street that I'm pretty sure is mine, but I haven't let him out of the computer box in months so...there's that too.

[Thankfully her Espeon is behaving itself. She offers it an appreciative ear scratch.]

I am rapidly approaching a level of do not care because I'm pretty sure they'll come back in the morning. At least mine will, they know where the food comes from. But if we're thinking of joining in the fun I might suggest we find some otherwise distracted victims.