December 23rd 2009 9:01 am
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As many of you know, I am not allowed to venture outdoors anymore, except for an occasional supervised foray right outside the door so I can munch on a few blades of grass. Well, early this morning, my mom stepped outside to check the thermometer on the porch. (It was a chilly 27 degrees F.) I darted out the door, planning to grab a quick grass snack, when my eyes beheld a strange cat, a big gray fellow sleeping in the old birdbath-style scratching post on the covered porch. I know I should be more tolerant, as I myself spent many chilly nights sleeping there before I was adopted, but my gut reaction was to tear off after the tresspasser; after all, a cat must protect his territory.
Mommy went running after me but I was soon out of sight. I could hear her calling and calling, but I didn't answer; I was on a mission! Finally, she heard the other cat howling from the area in the boulders on the hill behind our house. Mommy climbed up there (mind you, the ground was covered with frost and Mommy was wearing her bathrobe and slippers), and she arrived just in time to see the big gray cat jump down from a tree where I had him cornered. He went running off, and Mommy plucked me down out of the tree and began to carry me back to the house. Too bad she lost her footing as she tried to navigate down the slippery hillside, all the while holding on to me. But she managed to get back up without ever letting me out of her clutches...She said she wasn't taking any chances on losing me. I was glad to get back inside the warm house. The important thing is, I chased the big gray cat away. Mission accomplished!
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Goodness gracious Curly! Don't give your mommy such a scare! You be a good boy and stay inside!
Oh Nose! Don't do things like that Curly! Mommies get so scared when their babies run off! My mommy won't let me outside either because she says I'm not street smart enough to stay safe and she'd rather I have a great quality of life inside. I sometimes go out for walks on a leash with her, but only with my mommy. Don't run off like that, it scares mommies too much, and if you are like me, you hate to see your mommy scared!