Mr. Stinky and the Escape Artist
Woman in the Middle | January 21, 2016This has been one of those mornings! Here is hoping it goes up from here.
The litter box situation in the garage is apparently not to the kitten’s liking. Sometimes stuff is not in the box where it should be and then it gets where it shouldn’t be. That happened again and I had one stinky kitten this morning. I got Eldest Daughter out of bed to help me with that. We got rid of the stink and she went back to bed. I strolled towards the kitchen to finally get my breakfast, and I saw the front door standing open about an inch. Oh oh….
For some reason that door has gotten harder to latch lately and the last person through the door didn’t get it shut all the way. The second I saw that door I realized I hadn’t seen Blackie in a while. The door wasn’t open enough for him to get out, but….So back to get Eldest Daughter up to help me search the house. No sign of the elderly cat. I looked outside, still no sign. I called Hubby and he suggested looking in the back yard. I doubted the almost 17 year old cat could have gotten over the fence, but checked there anyway. Sure enough, as I got near the bar area, Blackie casually strolled up to say hello. When I bent over to pick him up he immediately realized his mistake. I guess he thought we would be hanging out together in the morning sunshine. But, he doesn’t move very fast, so I got him in half a second and he was back inside, safe and sound.
So, to recap, Mr. Stinky is no longer stinky and the escape artist is back inside. Whew! I FINALLY had my breakfast after that and Eldest crawled back into bed. We are both ready to let the pets fend for themselves for a bit.
Hope your morning is going a bit more smoothly!
This is how I prefer my cats. Clean, inside the house, and being cute together.
Who said cats were easy?
Alls well that ends well.