My cat fell of the roof once again two days ago. I was searching him since then, like 40 times. Couldn't find him around the building nor in the street. I went to bed last night around 11pm, and my dad woke me up hour later and put Leo on my back. Found him in basement in the building next to ours,
he was having orgies there. He's alive and well, learned to aim the land instead of concrete... One of the best wake-ups ever!