Alice managed to get out today. Okay, I somehow didn't close the front door all the way and she walked right on out. In her wanderings she managed to bring back a can of vegetarian chili and some Indian bread. From what I can tell, she went out, ate some stuff, brought some other stuff back, dropped it off, then went out for more, like 'let me take this back to the hotel' as if we're Howard Johnson's or something like that.

Since you never know what she's eaten, I made her puke it up but at least I could do it at home, thus saving some $$.

Things that are good about this:

1. Ellie was at work with me all day. She really has no clue which house is ours and would have happily trotted off and gotten her little self killed.
2. Our neighbor who caught Alice last time found and returned her once again.
3. Our house is kind of hidden from the street so nobody took the opportunity to stroll in and rob us blind.
4. Alice stayed relatively close to home.

But it was still one hell of an adventure.