September 18th 2010 10:43 am
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Well, I had a bit of adventure a couple of days ago. In the field next to our house, there's a big stack of straw bales -- about 5 or 6 high. It had been sitting there for months, but somebody finally came to move the straw. He took away about half the stack, and left the rest for another day.

Now, I like to hunt in that field. There are a lot of mousies living in the straw. After the guy moved the bales, my family got worried 'cause they couldn't find me. They thought I might have gotten scared away, or even climbed in the truck through an open window and taken a ride away from home. I didn't come in when 'Dopted Mommy wanted to tuck us in for the evening. I don't know why they were so worried. I was just hunting!

Anyway, a little later, I decided to climb that big stack of straw. I climbed up to the very top, but then I couldn't get down! The sides were pretty steep, and the shortest distance I could jump was two bales high. These were big bales, too. It started getting dark, and I thought I might have to spend the whole night up there. 'Dopted Mommy came outside to look for me again, though, and saw me silhouetted against the sunset. She ran over and I meowed to tell her I couldn't get down. But she couldn't figure out how to get me down, either, so she went to get 'Dopted Daddy and other 'Dopted Mommy.

After she left, I went ahead and jumped down. It was a little scary, but I made it to the ground just fine. My family was very relieved to see that I was okay.

It was kinda fun to be way up high -- I could see my house and everything! The next day the man came back and took away the rest of the straw, so I can't climb up there again.