My black and white cat is very good at hiding. He’s not allowed out because he’s having treatment for his eye. It does mean that I have to let the other two out carefully. We are keeping the door between the kitchen and backdoor closed. Except when hubby forgets. Last night he was going to bed. I asked him to check the cat was upstairs. He shouted down he wasn’t (he’s got a couple of good hiding places). So hubby went out in the rain to see if he could see the cat. I stood and called at the back door. Hubby came back, no sign. But the cat usually comes when I call. I promised to whistle and shout for him every hour or so to see if he would come back. But all that happened was the other two cats popped in and out. After hours of not sleeping, but going to the back door regularly and calling and rattling food… At five thirty am he CAME DOWNSTAIRS! ate some cat food and fell asleep on top of the settee and I could finally rest!
Cat made up of tiny purple hearts.
He looks on happily
Proud and smug
He’s the boss
Whiskered and neat
Pure white feet
Sneaked out today
Lying in the neighbours yard
In the bright, late summer sun.
Wouldn’t come when called.
In hubby’s arms
Cats claws leave scars
But he is safe.
Vets bill again
Rescued a mouse from the cat tonight. All day the cats had been stalking something, paws under the vacuum cleaner. But when I moved it there was nothing visible. Then tonight.. Squeak! The cats were there and a frightened little mouse popped it’s head out for a second…. What to do. The vacuum cleaner was by the kitchen door. Couldn’t trap it with a cup or a box. So we both slowly rolled the cleaner into the kitchen, slowly across the floor, then slowly to the back door. The cats had been chased upstairs so we carried on until we got to the cat flap. Result! The mouse ran up and out. I hope the cats don’t bring any more ‘presents’ in!
One of our indoor cats snuck out the back door today. We didn’t realise as my hubby left the back door open just while he popped out to get the milk in. I knew she was out when I went to give her some cat treats and she didn’t come running immediately.
My hubby is loud, and she runs and hides from him, so when he went out shouting her name I knew that wouldn’t work. I put my coat on and shook the bag of treats near the back door, then tried looking between the back fence and the shed. No sign. Still shouting her name I called and called, no answer…
I came in to calm down, I did the washing up to take my mind off things. I decided to give her a few minutes peace to let her settle wherever whe was. Then I went out and called her again….
Mew! Mew! She was miaowing loudly, but where? Sounded like the neighbours garden. You have to go out our front door and down the alley… Mew! I could hear her, but not see her. She mewed constantly as I called her, I looked behind old bits of wood, and an old door propped against the fence. Mew! I climbed over a pile of old branches into the next garden. Mew! Not in their shed.
Mew! The cat noise was coming and going, as if she was moving around. But where? Not behind anything? Maybe up? There she was, she must have climbed up a bush to get onto a kitchen extension roof!
She doesn’t climb, except up stairs, but she got up there. Mew!!! Come down little cat? After a lot of cajoling she came down just after the neighbour offered the loan of a ladder! She scrambled and slid down the branches… And shot off into our garden! I ran round and back through the front door, through the house and let her in the back door. She ran upstairs. Then she came down again and had some food, as if nothing had happened.
I was looking out of our window and I saw two grey horses, unaccompanied walk past. They were walking in traffic and towards the main road. I pointed it out to hubby who went out to try and direct them while I watched and rang the police. He managed to get them across the road to the local vets, where some of the nurses came out to help. In the meantime I was explaining where it was happening to the police when the owner of the horses arrived. She explained that the farrier who had been shoeing the horses had left the gate open and they had got out. I went to get my phone to take a picture but they were halfway up the hill when I got back out. It was great that neither of them was injured.