Steve saw Sassy outside last night. She was dirty and skinny. He says she looked right at him and he flew down the stairs only to find that she was gone again. He spent an hour out there with a bowl of food, calling for her and trying to get her to come out. But she's too scared or something. Plus, it rained last night and that sucks.
We're leaving the basement door open. If she comes by, she can pop in. Here's hoping for the best.
PS: Thanks, everyone, for the well-wishes, lady group suggestions, and just general awesomeness. Liz appreciates you when other folk do not.