Shaw has gotten in the house about three times. He really enjoys it. He runs around and eats the cat's food, checks out the rest of the house, then he is done and wants to get out. He can't because he can't open a door. He then barks. A lot!
Meanwhile, the cats were terrorized. Chester not so much but Penelope went haywire. Penelope disappeared for about six hours yesterday and I was so upset. I thought that she had gotten out and I was walking around the neighborhood calling here name. I was in the house pleading with the cat gods to help me find her. My stomach acted like it was going to come up, I cried, I pleaded that I would be a better person. Finally, about eight thirty I heard a little voice and I could then locate where she might be. She was in a speaker cabinet. I couldn't figure how she did it but she was in there. I got my power screw driver and took out about 20 screws and pull the back off. But was she there? No, she had got out while I was going for my screwdriver! Isn't that just like a cat?
P.S. She is asking me to take her to therapy!
1 comment:
Oh my, what a funny story! (Sorry but it is!) Great play-by-play photos too. :)
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