Saturday, January 24, 2009


As I believe I mentioned in an earlier post, I spent most of my formative years with humans that did not subscribe to the foolish notion that cats are best confined indoors and I was able to come and go as a pleased. I had just about given up hope of ever persuading Jennifer of the error of her ways when, just this last week, I discovered that the front door had been left ajar. The weather has been quite lovely here the past few weeks and I pounced on the opportunity to explore our natural surroundings.

I spent several wonderful moments enjoying the feel of sunshine on my whiskers and grass beneath my paws. I almost felt like a kitten again!

And then I spotted Jennifer coming towards me. I tried to lose her by dashing through a bush but to no avail. She captured me and brought me back inside where I have remained despite my repeated (and very vocal, I might add) requests to be let outside. I've concluded that Jason must have taken pity on me in my captivity and provided me with a means of escape. I can only hope that circumstances will permit him to assist me again.


Felinity said...

OMG! Spanky - naughty, naughty! You shouldn't run away, the world's a jungle out there. We'd all cry out loud if anything had happened to you!

Felinity said...

And one more dedication to you:

Spanky said...

*sigh* I was not attempting to run away, my dear. I had every intention of coming back after I had satisfied my curiosity. After all, someone must make sure that my human is fed and watered.