Bad Kitty
I've been doing drop-ins for Julie again and she's got a new batch of fosters. A Tabby mama, 3 tabby and 1 Siamese kittens. Santa, a former foster that she took back in has been pretty shy and not willing to come downstairs when I'm there. I was very surprised to see him Friday morning but just went about my business to not scare him off.
My routine consists of feeding all first, inside then out. Then I clean the litter boxes. I have been leaving the slider glass door open and having the screen part shut so they can get some fresh air. Since Santa usually isn't downstairs, Julie didn't tell me that he can open the screen door to get out!
As I'm tending to the kittens in another room, little did I know what the boys were up to. I came out all high on kitten love and I saw Leo outside. What the hay? The slider was open and I dropped plates and a bag of gross litter to run out. I was able to grab Leo because he was the closest and probably more confused as to why he was even outside. Santa and Tino were out and I panicked, especially in light of what happened to Jack. Chasing them does no good so I messaged Julie to tell her what happened. I told her I would stay for awhile longer to see if they would want in.
Finally the original troublemaker Santa wanted in. I told her I had a lunch date and would come back after to check on Tino. He was still on the deck but still didn't want me to chase him. I went in to sit down and he came sauntering to the door. Keeping the others in is a challenge and Tino backed away when I shooed Leo back. Finally I remembered that I had a toy in my pocket so I opened the door and tossed it toward the living room. Both Leo and Tino went after it, and all beasts were now contained.
Dang, it's always so hard at her house and I still had to come back for dinner. But I was able to get more kitten love and will never AGAIN underestimate a cat who wants out. Santa is the tuxedo, proud of his new escape skills.
Oh, and this goober turned two a few weeks ago!




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