So now i'm only a parent of 6 babies.
RIP Squeakers, you will be missed. Love, your babies, Moe, and Daisy and Tigger too.
We finally know the true story. After Mark let her out the 2nd time, sometime that evening she went running WAY up the street, and a former cat rescuer found her on the entrance to a freeway hoping she may still be alive, but when she pulled over and checked her, she was surely dead. She called our home phone listed on her tag and my roomate answered since we were at the Dr's, and she called us with the news that she was no longer with us. She brought her home and put her in the freezer (in a bag) until we got home, and we buried her in the front yard once we got back.
I'm so sad, every time I think of tiny Squeakers running for her life on the freeway it makes me want to break down.