It´s not my fault!!
Mommy was doing some stuff in the doorway
and she stepped away to put something in the
waste watch container at the corner of the house and...
I went outside. WOW! I used to be an indoor/outdoor cat,
until the leg thing. Actually, that WOW wasn´t for the
going outside. It was for how angry my mommy got when
she saw me outside and how even madder she got when
I tried to hide under the porch. The OUCH is for when
she poked me with some of the lattice work to get me out
and for when she got me by the scruff when I did get out
from under the porch and tried to run to the side of the
house to the hide in the neighbours hedge. NICE TRY, she said,
as I few through the air at the end of her arm.
Remember, I am a very big cat. OUCH!! I had to stay in the room
with Pansy, Nikki, Baby, Calvin and Nunavut for a whole day after that.
I like them, but it´s not like being out in the main living space with mommy.
I think she is still mad. She hasn´t cuddled me since the ´incident´.