Thirty days in the slammer wasn’t fun for any of us. People coming and going all day (most of us prefer to be left alone, remember), being ushered from one side of the cage to another for room service, and none of our usual humans to interact with us was no fun at all.

We’re home, and we’re settled back into our routines.

Lady and Ajax are lounging, eagerly soaking up pets and attention.

Tarzan is asking for attention regularly.

Delta has returned to her normal status. She likes her attention in the morning and evening hours.

Sneaky has taken to disappearing during the day. I think she’s going upstairs and hiding under my bed, but I’m not positive where she disappears to. She always reappears in the evening to be tucked into the dining room.

Rossie is really only interested in attention from Ajax and Mr. L. Not always in that order.

Ruby is reportedly demanding attention from Mr. L, and that’s a new and unusual behavioral trend for her. We’re pleased, though.

Daphne missed us, but she roams the house, stopping ocassionally for brief petting sessions.

Sapphire is as elusive as ever.

Daisy, after two days of hiding behind a poster board has decided we leave her alone more if she just stays in the carrier in the cage. She’s much like Sapphire in that respect — she’ll do anything to not have us touch her. I had hoped she might decide otherwise, but for now, she wants us to leave her alone.

The outside cats, Walter and Zelda, made regular appearances on the game camera while we were gone, and Walter has been spending quite a lot of time on the porch since we’ve been back. Zelda was here when we first returned, but we haven’t seen her since our second day back (the game camera reveals she’s been stopping by).

The game camera reveals an opossum has visited periodically. We had one image of “The Ghost of Nick” early in our trip. I’m not sure what to make of it, but I suspect the two other kittens I saw with Nick when he was very young did survive and are living in the area. The orange cat has been by periodically as well, as has the cat I call “Daphne’s sister.” I swear I caught a glimpse of an image or a short-haired Russian blue-colored cat in one instance as well, and I’m not sure what to make of that either. So far, Walter and Zelda are our most regular outdoor cats, and that’s as it should be.