Last night my cat Charlie had somehow gotten outside and stayed out all night. I didn't realize that he was missing, until this morning. My brother had told me that he heard him around 4am, but couldn't catch him to bring him inside. So I ran out into the back yard, with my heart in my throat, (I had already lost one cat last year, it's not a safe area, with a busy street and coyotes around). I took Chip the dog outside and told him to find Charlie. Within minutes, after him looking in the shed and picking up the scent, I saw Chip over by the side gate, with his tail wagging, looking under some boards, and I knew that he had found the cat! Charlie was only to happy to be brought back in the house.
Here are some pics of Chip and Charlie. Charlie has gotten to be a big tom cat. Thank god I had him fixed.