July 12 – this is from the last few pictures I took of Dory.  On July 15th, she let herself out into the night, breaking the number one rule of cats in our house – no cats in the night.  She never came home.  Since we are so very far out in the country, it is most likely that coyotes or a bobcat made her their dinner.  I miss the little doodle cat so very much I can hardly stand it sometimes.  This did not help my blueness.