I live on the third floor in an apartment. I came home after a long day of shopping. I opened the balcony door to let some of the heat out of the apartment. The screen door must have been opened a crack. I went about my business and after a while I noticed that I had not seen my cat far a while. I looked everwhere for him, finally I walked out on the balcany and was calling his name. I heard a faint cry and I asked a man that I have never seen before if there was a cat down there and he said there was. I ran down the stairs as fast as I could. My cat was so happy to see me. He ran to me. He was purring like crazy and being soooooo affecinate. Poor guy he chipped half of one of his cainine teeth, he bit his tonge and he has a fat lip. His mouth was all bloody. His pads on his paws were red. But amazingly he is fine. He hid under the bed for a couple of hours. I tried to get him to eat and made sure that he had plenty of fresh cold water. He is so lucky! He must have use one of his 9 cat lives. Thank u god for letting him live through this with out any perment damage and for helping him find his way back to me with out anyone stealing him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!