Blackie our cat has been MIA for ten days, no, for 2 weeks and Quiggly, the brown-grey tabby, missing for a week. Food bowls full of food. This morning, in fresh snow in the yard an animal's track in a single file of paw prints. Only one animal makes a single file paw track like that, a fox. The last time I saw Quiggly I was departing for Carbondale and she rolled over onto her back, stretched out her legs, exposed her belly for a long belly rub from me. She purred her thank you. Pre-dawn snuggles, departing for work, saying grace, bedtime, before the light goes out, or trip departures, may my last touch, be loving.