Me and the Grumpy Kitty |
Recently, Athena's taken to sitting by the door and waiting to be "let out". She's advanced this maneuver by darting out the front door when either Drew or I come home. We've learned to be ready for it and run after her.
Today? Athena did her "dart through the front legs" deal with the front door while I was bringing in groceries. I figured, What the heck. She's sitting 5 feet from the apartment chewing on grass. I'll finish bringing in the groceries, bring her inside, and go get my car state inspected. Except for one little problem ... I forgot to bring Athena back inside.
So I'm chopping vegetables and throwing a lasagna in the oven when I notice, that damn, it's been a completely uninterrupted 45 minutes or so, where's Athena?
But then my eyes bug, I drop the zucchini and remember: I left her outside. I'll spare you the dramatic tears and my frantic hunt for the cat (I went all the way to the back of the apartment buildings by the woods) ... and the little wench turned up 10 feet from the apartment underneath a bush.
After the big adventure ... she took a nap on my clean work shirts. :-| |
First, I was relieved. And then I shut the door, put her on the ground ... and felt like yelling. I think this was Losing-Your-Kiddo 101.
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