(ROYAL OAK, MI - WJBK) 10-days ago my wife, two kids and I moved to a new home in Royal Oak.
Last Friday, our cat Anakin disappeared. He wandered off into the rainy, moonless night. We call to him from our yard several times past midnight but he does not come back.
On Saturday morning, after the kids, Max (10) and Raquel (7), tell my wife and their mom goodbye as she leaves for a business trip, we decide to go on a search.
In the rain, the three of us circle the block as we call and look for him.
We repeat the trip every other hour or so, touring of the neighborhood in search of our furry family member.
No tears were shed as we simply kept hope alive. Saturday comes and goes and no Anakin.
Sunday morning we decide to take further action. We make flyers with his photo on it, hand them out to our new neighbors and post them around the neighborhood.
It was an interesting way to meet our new neighbors: "Hi, I'm Dennis. This is Max and Raquel. Have you seen an orange cat?"
30 flyers handed out and 8 more posted on signs in the neighborhood helped to keep our hopes up. Maybe someone will see him and call.
Another tour 'round the neighborhood at 2:00p.m. One more round at 4:00 p.m.
6:00 p.m. and the sun is going down.
We live near a small woods and we decided to take our search there. I've been told there are coyotes in the area but never shared the thought with my kids. We do see deer.
We come out of the woods as dusk settles in. No Anakin.
We walk back to our new home feeling a little dejected. The reality that Anakin may not be coming back is settling in, though we never speak of it.
On a whim, I decided we should take a drive back to our old house, just in case Anakin found his way back there. We moved from another Royal Oak neighborhood about two and a half miles away.
We drive slowly with the windows open through the neighborhoods that lead back to our old home. Max and Raquel call his name out the window.
I pull in the driveway. As soon as we get out of the car, both Max and Raquel say they hear him. I think to myself that they are so hopeful, they're convincing themselves of the sound of Anakin's meows.
We open a gate to the back of the house. We walk around a corner. OMG, there's Anakin sitting on the deck. As he used to when we lived there, he's waiting for someone to let him the glass sliding door.
Raquel, Max and I look at each other in disbelief. "No way!"
But it's him. He lets out a little "mew" and looks exhausted.
Max is speechless and literally keeps his jaw dropped. Raquel is giddy with delight.
I pick him up, we give him a group hug and take him back to our new home. He eats a huge meal and crashes out on my daughter's bed.
How did this crazy cat navigate 2-1/2 miles in the rain, past three 4-lane roads, through neighborhoods he'd never been through before and make it all the way back to our old house?
AMAZING. We are thrilled -- and grateful.