“After scolding one’s cat one looks into its face and is seized by the ugly suspicion that it understood every word. And has filed it for reference.”
Here’s Jackson, he is also known as Fat Cat, Houdini, Jabba the Kitty and JackJack.
He’s an indoor cat that wishes for an outdoor life. The problem, Jackson, is you have lived indoors for your entire life, where nothing bad ever happens. Well, except for your dinner is five minutes late on occasion or the dog sneaks the last crumb out of your bowl.
I know, you were saving that for later.
Outside there are just too many dangers for the fearless cat; including (but not limited to) the neighbors dog, cars, and coyotes. That’s right, coyotes.
Oh, and you hissing at the neighbor kids…on their deck. Remember that? Let me refresh your memory, you were HOWLING to go outside. As usual, I said no. You then, right in front of me began chewing on a chair in the kitchen. Again, I said no. After I left the room you pushed open the screen door to escape, but I caught you. Not more than five minutes passed and the patio door screen had been pushed out and you were gone.
Well, I searched for you, I called for you, nothing. The search was suspended because I was 7 months pregnant and exhausted. Shortly thereafter, a little knock was heard at the front door.
It was the neighbor kids, “Can you come get your kitty, he won’t let us in our back door.”
Big tough guy, huh?