I wanted to do a few sketches of my tuxedo cat but couldn't find him. I checked all his favorite spots: next to a piece of a favorite rock, under a chair near a box of reproductions, atop the pillows in the guest room. I finally gave up and decided to take a shower. When I pulled back the shower curtain, there was a sleepy-eyed Erb, curled up at the end of the tub. I took my shower later in the day.