Ansley and Christian know not to let Kota outside, and they are pretty good about it. But today, we couldn't find her anywhere, and after calling her with food, I was convinced she must have gotten out somehow, even though Ansley insisted they didn't let her out. Then we remembered taking out the toaster for breakfast, and look who we found. I'm always surprised that Kota doesn't let out loud meows to let us know; she just waits patiently.