I was there on Friday evening helping to set up for a service our class was having on Saturday. When M. and I were working in the sacristry, we kept hearing "miaow, miaow, miaow" (distress meow) from nearby. As there was a recent incident with one of the cats getting trapped in the inner closet (with predictable results), we checked there carefully; no cat. We checked in the sanctuary and the choir robing room. We opened all the doors (cabinet and otherwise) in the sacristry and the clergy robing room. Still no cat. Someone came in, talked to us, and the noise stopped. But it started up again.
The cat was found in the crawl space the next day, after more searching in daylight. That explains why we were hearing her so well in the sacristry; part of the setup is a hole to bare earth (in other words, no sound-insulating floor.). M. gets extra points in my book for being such a mensch about it, as he is allergic to cats and doesn't much like them, either. Note to self: if I ever hear that sort of meow again, I know the second place to check.
More later, I hope; work has been kicking my butt, and other things have been worrying me as well (Mom's ailments have been diagnosed as arthritis and a hip replacement is immanent) but I have next week off. It is already getting fairly scheduled but I hope to catch up on the blogs.
(note to cat_herder: can you show me how to get printouts of my digital photos for my aunt?)