Cat escape

Me to hubby ‘shut the kitchen door please’
Him, ‘why?’
Me, ‘the cat will get out.’

He doesn’t shut it
Cat gets out
Hubby has to search for cat in neighbouring gardens.
Hubby gets scratched by brambles and cat.

Me ‘grrrrr!’

Why don’t people listen. It’s obvious what’s going to happen. It’s worrying because the cat is due at the vets this afternoon, will it get out again!?

Cat again

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.

Puncture wounds?

In hubby’s arms

Cats claws leave scars

But he is safe.

Vets bill again

Tomorrow.