a kitten lost, a kitten found, and a sister in the hospital

Every night when it gets dark Hank likes to sit by the back door and meow until we let him into the backyard. He likes to explore in the jungly grass I suppose. He usually comes back to the door meowing to be let back in around 10 pm because he's either cold or hungry or wants water, but last night at about 11 i realized that Hank was still outside. Blake and I got a flashlight and searched all over our backyard, which is incredibly small. We even tried to jingle his favorite toy and shake up his cat food to see if he'd come running. I was in a crumby mood because earlier when I was taking out the trash the lid on the dumpster came down and smacked me on the bridge of my nose really hard. It still hurts a lot but no bruising. It was also past my bed time, so I called it quits on the cat and headed for bed. After not being able to fall asleep for about a half hour I decided to walk around the block and see if Hank was anywhere that I could see him. Just two houses over was probably the funniest sight I've seen in the pet world lately. It was Hank and two of the neighborhood cats sitting in a circle like a bunch of cool kids at recess or something. It was particularly funny because the neighborhood cats are fully grown, fat, super fluffy things and hank was about half as tall and stick skinny compared to those two. I guess cats need to socialize sometimes. When hank saw me he tried to creep under a bush, but he didn't run so I brought him inside and gave him a treat. My cat is a good boy, he just wanted to hang out with the older kids. hahha, I really wish I had a picture of it. Also, Michele is havin a baby today!