My escapee... Kitty!

A few weeks ago, the weather was getting cooler, so I opened the kitchen window to let the fresh air in. I forgot I'd taken out the screen - because I don't like looking through screens and Collins had put a few holes in the screen, but that's another story.

As I sat at the kitchen table, working on my laptop, I heard something rustling in the kitchen. My first thought, oh crap, a large bug is caught in the window blind and going to fly in. As I got up and walked in, here's what I saw! (photo #1)

Obviously Kitty waited until he got my attention, I mean look at him looking at me and posing. Paw up and ready.



Then, (photo #2) he slips through just before I could grab his leg! Believe you me, I tried grabbing it, even with camera in hand!

Ta da! He's so proud of himself, as I take this picture hanging out the open window. (photo #3)

His goal? To hang out on the deck soaking up the glorious fresh air. Poor, deprived Kitty.




His silliness and mischievousness keeps me on my toes. Like when he sat on the furniture while Erika and I struggled to move it across the room. He seemed quite full of himself adding his extra 9 lbs. to the heavy wood furniture. Or jumping on the mattress while I'm stretching the fitted sheet across. Or walking across my workspace while both hands are occupied with pliers, so I can't knock him off! Hint, if you make jewelry and have beads and numerous other elements scattered across your table, do not, I repeat, do not try to knock off your cat, or scare him, or yell at him. I did this. Trays toppled over, beads and other components went everywhere. Huge mess. Huge.

Why oh why does he insist getting on these crowded table spaces, when he knows good well, there is not an inch of empty space to lay? Seriously, does he find this comfortable!

Back to the escaping cat. Erika goes ballistic when he escapes, not sure what she imagines is going to happen to the little shit. But, in the past, there's been alligator tears and hyper ventilating (well, almost). She gets very upset, if one of us is careless enough to open the door too wide, or leave the door open for too long. So we open the door just wide enough to squeeze out, or stick our leg in the way so he doesn't see an opening. She has chased him all around the yard, generally shaking a can of cat treats, thinking that will lure him back into the comforts of our home, sleeping on Erika's bed.

This is his daily excitement and he loves it, he loves being chased and getting the attention. Especially when Erika does it... I don't chase him anymore. And now I make him wait at the door before I let him back in.

Take that Kitty!



What is it about indoor cats? They constantly try to escape the confines of their home. If you have an indoor cat, do you allow them outside?



P.S. Kitty was not harmed or mistreated in any way in preparation for this blog post. Unless you count very cold toes... tee hee.

Weird Wednesday!

I had an extremely weird dream last night. My cat saw a very large hamster gerbil guinea pig in the house. If that wasn't wacky enough, because we don't own one of these rodents pets I watched as my sweet little cat "Kitty" took him down! Kitty went to this freaky looking thing, pounced, bit him on the neck like a vampire and left him belly up. Another very strange ingredient to this already, weird and wacky dream, Kitty didn't look like my current cat Kitty, he looked like Romeo, my long haired black and white cat that died suddenly several years ago. Was Romeo trying to tell me something in my dream?

But wait, that's not the end of it, my dream continues, as I walk outside to look for my husband, children and my 80 lb. dog, but I froze in a panic because staring at me from many tree branches were these extremely large guinea pigs with evil eyes, it was like a scene from Alfred Hitchcocks' movie "The Birds. The obvious difference, the "birds" in my movie dream were guinea pigs. Large ones. With evil eyes.

Could it be I've seen Adam Sandler's movie "Bedtime Stories" too many times? Could it be my mom Gaston Studio is rubbing off on me with her paranoia about snakes and roaches?

On a different note, I was blown away when lil Kim and Derek were voted off "Dancing with the Stars" last night! Poor Ty, he looked just as surprised as everyone else. I was disappointed hearing the boos from the audience, that's not nice. I feel very weird about this, I didn't vote, yet again, and now I'm feeling like it was my one vote that caused the better dancer to be voted off! The only way to redeem myself is to vote next week.