tele_mark says:
I'm the worst cat guardian! Tonite, I came home from work, pulling in at 1AM, an immediately noticed the motion triggered floods on the deck were on! This can't happen normally, as the deck is totally fenced as you all know. So fearing the worst, I grabbed my flashlight in the car and retrieved a broom handle I keep close, and went around back, expecting that a bear or something breached the fence finally. Instead, I find Storm cowering in the enclosure! Apparently, he somehow sneaked by me before I got ready for work at 2 PM and closed uo everything. I usually do a head count but I saw them all 20 minutes before closing the door when I fed them. He was outside from 2PM until I came home at 1AM! When I went outside, he was totally freaked and I couldn't get near him, and it took a good five minutes with the deck door wide open (while yelling at the other cats to stay inside) to get him inside. He's now totally exhausted from the experience. I could have easily lost him tonite -- a week ago he saw *something* at the top of the fence that caught his eye and jumped halfway up it in one bound like it was nothing. He could get out EASILY if he wanted. But that was the last thing on his mind. Still, if a coyote, or Fisher Cat had come by.....
tele_mark says:
As I saw my cats for the first time in around March 2000, infesting my ceiling in my Manchester, NH apartment. Mom Daisy to the right, I think Tony and Munchkin are the kittens. Throw-away cats, soon to be royalty.