St. Jude comes good again!I had one of the worse evenings in a while. My new orphan cat,Twix, ran out the door and took off on me. It would not be a biggie if it were summer but this is Edmonton in winter. Dark and snow on the way...snowing now. It would not take long for a little cat to freeze. We walked all around for hours and hours calling her name and shaking bags of treats. No joy at all. I was crying when it started to turn dark and then the first snowflakes starting falling. I went inside to grab a warmer coat intending to look around in another block and started praying to St. Anthony saying..."Tony, Tony come around....somethings lost that can't be found. I was desperate. I walked outside intending to head out again and I looked by the fence. Twix was crawling under it and running towards me. OMG what an evening. Thank you Tony!