Last night, my neighbor came over to tell me she had seen him on Wednesday night on her front porch. So I took about 30 minutes and walked through our neighborhood calling his name (and getting eaten alive by bugs). About 45 minutes after I got home,. I heard Beau (dog) start whining and I went upstairs to check on him. Cocoa was sitting on the front porch!!!
I have no idea what he has done for the last five days, but we are all really happy he is home! (and I think he is, too)
Edited to note: Jennifer Miller was absolutely right, I should have updated this last night :) After three days on the road in Maine, I fell asleep early last night (with Cocoa on my lap!)