About ten or twelve minutes after the gang had dispersed, Ozone sighed with relief when he realized that he was almost home. He could even see the entrance to his alley. Turning left into it, he took a deep breath and exhaled, murmuring to himself, "It's good to be home." Purring, the hairless cat jumped up on a trash can and curled up.

"Ozone!" a voice called out to the feline. Groaning, Ozone lifted his head to find Nitro coming towards him. Rolling his eyes, he grumbled, "What is it now Nitro?"

"Did you happen to see Juniper while you were out?" Nitro asked his boss. Ozone sighed softly, recalling the dark gray cat. Ever since her mate Cashew got hit by a truck almost two months earlier, she had become depressed. Everyone tried to cheer her up but she didn't want anything to do with anyone. Then came the day about three weeks ago when she disappeared altogether. Many presumed that Juniper had enough and ran away. Looking down at his friend, Ozone meowed, "Sorry man, haven't seen her."

"I hope nothing bad happened to her," Nitro murmured. Nodding his head quietly, Ozone shook himself and muttered, "Can I go to sleep now? I had a very busy day chasing down a stupid idiotic pug!"