distraught and heartbroken all weekend, i decided to take a bowl of food outside tonight and shake it around while calling for turtle. i had read online that after dusk is best when looking for your cat. right before i went outside, i felt compelled to check the basement one last time. with a flashlight in one hand, and food in the other, i whispered 'turtle' over and over again. i heard a faint meow and rounded the corner of the U-shaped basement, searching for the source. she meowed again, and i saw her peering at me from atop a brick wall that stopped a foot short of the ceiling. it extended through 3 storage units, all of them locked, one of them mine. she was in someone else's unit, so i ran upstairs and knocked on his door. thankfully he was there, and he unlocked the unit in order to get turtle. she ran away from him and toward my unit. i went back upstairs for the key and for matthew's help. he was then able to clamber up a few boxes and fetch her down.
a bowl of food and water and one unhappy bath later, turtle is busy licking herself clean. i cannot believe our luck. thanks for sending all those good thoughts our way.
leon is going to be so happy when he sees her tomorrow.