Then one Saturday we came home from doing errands and our cat was missing. She had been in heat and we were doing our very best to keep her inside until the urges passed. It was a struggle to make it in or out the front door while keeping the cat inside. But we knew she had been in the apartment when we left that day. An hour or so later we saw her emerge from an open storm drain, looking satisfied, and saunter back to the apartment. Sure enough, she had gotten pregnant and three months later birthed four kittens, which we gave away, and one of which was given back to us months later. By that point, her mother had run off, and we enjoyed the daughter’s company for several years. So to us, this was proof someone had been in our apartment. There was no sign of forced entry or anything having been taken. We talked to a couple of neighbors and also the management. Eventually, we learned that a maintenance guy had been letting himself in with a master key, not just our place but a number of them. We never knew what he was doing, or even whether or not he was let go. But there was no repeat incident after that.
