Because those who know Justine know that she's not exactly a happy-to-be-picked-up, lap-friendly sort of pet. In fact, she uses sweetness to lure in unsuspecting people so she can scratch them.
All of the how to find your lost pet guides I read were right in that Justine was close enough to hear us calling and maybe even to see us when we went behind the fence, but didn't come out of wherever she was hiding. Even though Paloma, Emily, and I walked by that house about eight times today. The rain didn't help, either. She probably spent the past four days under our neighbor's porch or something.
Anyway, yay! YAY!! Justine is home, and now all I have to do is call up animal control and the closest shelter where I filed lost cat reports and let the microchip people that they can take the flag off her chip number.