The very next day!
We thought she was a goner.
But she came back!
She just couldn't stay away and die out on some lonely hilltop surrounded by brambles and thickets and thorns and turkey vultures perched in dead elm trees, just waiting for her to kick the bucket. Nope, she came back home looking fitter than ever. Hungry, oh yes, but much fitter.
She just couldn't stay away.
(Not that I was worried, mind ya!)