So, in that way of cats who have carved out a cosy spot in your life, we were in Freyja-withdrawal big time. Of our three cats, she is by far the most connected to the family as indicated by her moniker, Freyja the Dog-Cat. She embodies all of the best of both species.
With all of this said, you can imagine my joy when, while out for a run, I heard a familiar little beeping meow at the bottom of the meadow (aka the Coyote Zone). Tired, skinny, and scratched up, she did not do her usual semi-feral run away from the human taking her from the fun. Instead, she practically leapt into my arms and let me carry her most of the way home.
As we climbed the driveway, she started to writhe and try to get away but I wasn't going to let that happen. I got her in the house and here she recovers.