She came home! She came home! This morning I came downstairs to see a fluffy white creature sitting in the hall, staring at me in a nonchalant fashion. She had appeared in the back garden earlier in the morning, and Eoin had let her in. She looks fat and healthy and clean (believe me, in a snow white cat, dirt shows), so I think she must have been inside somewhere. Oh, I don't care, I'm just so glad she's okay.
Long live Princess Arjumand!
Thanks so much to all of you for your kind words re: the reappearance of the bould Ju Ju! I scooped her up and hugged her for about ten minutes when I came downstairs, and I must confess that I did indeed weep with joy at the sight of my fluffy pal. I had spent the night before imagining her trapped somewhere, confused and terrified, and the thought was just heart-breaking. But the fat simpleton is fine, although I do hope she hasn't adopted some other family who think she's a stray (a remarkably fat , fluffy, clean stray, but still).
Huzzah for Ju Ju!