Puddy Tat Trials
This has been one helluva week with my cats.
Earl went missing on Sunday. I went to the humane society on Tuesday and
didn’t see him there and my neighbors all kept an eye out for him.
Yesterday (Thursday) around 2:30pm, I was walking out the back door and who should plop into my backyard out of nowhere? Earl.
Filthy and looking around like “Hey guys, what’s going on?”
He did eat two cans of cat food so apparently his hunting skills aren’t as good as I thought.
No sooner had I relaxed because all the boys were home, when I realized I hadn’t seen Bandit in a while. (6:30pm). It was wet food time and they are usually all three circling around me like sharks.
I went out side and heard this faint meowing…as I followed it, it got louder and louder and more urgent sounding.
Then I saw him.
30 feet up in my neighbors tree.
We couldn’t coax him out so I had to leave him up there last night. This morning my gardener saw me shaking a treat can at the tree and came over to see what was up. He actually climbed the tree to get my cat down. Bandit took one look at him and took a flying leap out of the tree.
Onto pavement.
Then he booked it a few houses and I haven’t seen him in 1/2 hour. Hopefully he is alright.
Stupid cats.
