TRIXIE THE TRICKSTER TIGER KITTY
TRIXIE!!!!!
DINGEDY-DAD-BLASTED-CAT
I let the dog outside for her last visit to do her doggy things.
I sat down in a patio chair and loved up on a semi-feral little girl who’s still nameless, while her big brother, Grayson, rubbed up on my legs and thought about my lap.
I knew Trix was outside. So I was waiting for her to come to the door. There’s no food or water for her out there. I hate doing that to her, but I need her to be close to the house where she knows food and water is. She’s not stupid, just wild.
One of the other cats alerted me that she was coming close, so I went to the door, shooed away the curious ones, opened it up just enough, and she scooted in. Made a very wide path around me to get to the dry crunchies. I came back into the house to find the flashlight that’s never where I think it is. There’s a motion activated safety light just under the eave of the patio, so a flashlight isn’t really needed.
Went back outside, minus the flashlight, she got spooked, and at least this time my theory was confirmed:
Even though I had removed all the leafy branches from the tree, she still climbed as high as she could and literally jumped to the top of the catio wall. Free again.
So, dangit to all the double-darn-heck-fires, tomorrow I’ll have to just cut that tree all the way down. oh yeah, that’ll be fun. not.
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Lou Carreras
I think that the car furniture idea is good.
susanherr
Thank you so very much for your input. By the way, I took a look at your website and I really like it and the woodworking you do.