Youngest Grandson Adam moved into his own apartment and one evening after work he came and got Phoebe and moved all her stuff too...I imagine she was quite vocal all night.
Adam rescued her from the Humane Society a few years ago.
She is a nice kitty...a talker...she let us know when something wasn't quite right and was a good mouser. Sometimes she brought her catch into the house...dead...sometimes quite alive. I bet she will miss the doggie door into the garage.