Rootbeer's 9 Lives...

Well, It's happened again.
Rootbeer went on "walk-about" a couple of nights ago.
He had been out with David in the garage. He's been
slowly gaining more confidence going outside since his 2-week
under-the-tire thing. But only if someone is with him and
only for short periods of time.
So when he didn't come home for the last couple of nights
we thought the worst.
Then today, after church and after lunch, I was going in the
sun room for something and I saw him by the french doors.
He was just standing there with one eye open and looking
rather ragged. I quickly opened the door and called his name
while bending down to touch him- no response at first.
I got him inside and we got him something to eat and drink.
David then carried him to our bed for a nap.
He's still there.
Talk about your 9 lives. He's using all his up.